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Double Faces

 

Double Faces


(Money done geeked on this motherfucker)

Look around and I see double faces (Yeah, oh)
I can tell who real and who faking (Yeah, oh)
Look around and I see double faces

And it's a window, I don't got no time for no sleep or vacations
I'm stepping, I'm stepping, one step at the time, don't care how long it take me
I hop in the booth and get loose with the blunt, man, you know that I face it
My diamonds, they hit in the dark, like water, this shit like a lake or something (Yeah, yeah)
You hitting my phone all the time for some money, you think I'm the bank or something (Yeah, yeah)
One day, I'll open a bank to a nigga talking 'bout he was taking some (No, no)
Like a Beyblade, keep on spinning, talking to God for my sinning
Everybody wanna be a critic now, if it ain't broke, then don't fix it
Working since I was a jit, now you see me in the mix, oh
I guess this shit is legit because everybody treating me different, woah
I gotta ride with the tint, know that this shit'd get lit (Spider)
Pass me the motherfucking spliff (Rock, rock it so it get lit, woah)
Then I hop off of the stage, then I go for my peeps, woah
Sometimes I wish she just got what I'm tryna do, but I can't trust her mind (Nah)
I don't wan' talk on the phone right now (To you), gotta hit the decline

Look around and I see double faces (Yeah, oh)
I cannot tell you who real and who faking (Yeah, oh)
(Look around and I...)

Been working since I was a jit (Jit)
Got lit and blew up like a blimp, woah
I got my style with no stylist (Drip)
Now everyone biting my drip, woah
I'm staying loaded like clips (Frrt)
'Cause it be hard to resist, woah
They shot at my bro and they missed (Pew-pew-pew-pew)
Now we put him in a spliff, woah
I'm private, my bitch is the baddest (Bad)
But don't nobody know about her
Say you want smoke, send the address (Yeah)
And you might just get blown up out it
I been rolling every day of the week
Found a new bitch, made her part of my fleet
Pouring the deuce in a Faygo at least
Feeling like Luke, I'm skywalking on beat

Look around and I see double faces (Yeah, oh)
I cannot tell you who real and who faking (Yeah, oh)
Look around and I see double faces (Yeah, oh, yeah)
I cannot tell you who real and who faking (Yeah, oh)
Look around and I see double faces

done

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