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Babyface Ray

ScarFACE

 

ScarFACE

(album: Summer's Mine - 2023)


What the fuck, man?
Yeah
Fuck it, yeah

Pull up in the city and snitch something you ain't made in a year
Way out shit, we hood niggas with Forgi's on the Urus
When I was on the grind, I was dolo, 'cause they ain't even care (I was dolo)
Nigga can't stop me, won't stop me, I'm talking to the mirror
Devil on my shoulder staying "Spaz out", I act like I don't hear him
I just look down on the codeine and new Mike Amiri
Let me tell you something, I'm dying rich, I feel it in my spirit
It's respect, 'til it's disrespect, they have a nigga spill it
You don't run up checks, huh, you just run your mouth, huh?
They sliding, like a cha-cha, you don't leave the house, huh?
Tripping for my lost ones, boss, I don't talk none
Don't look when I talk to peaches, I can't get the sauce up
You can't convince me, you ain't even cold
Keep your head on the swivel, I just think I saw something
My buddy with the cartel, he told him I done saw something
They keep saying five and o, I don't want that off one
Got these hoes in the business, you doing too much talking (Shh)
Hiding in my brand new Benz, listening to Tha Carter
I just cut her one time, "'Face, why you ain't call me?" (Why?)
My shorty say she want a ring, I put her in an Audi
Put her in the friend-zone, think I want her friend or not
Surgery for a outlet, not looking for a handout
It was a strip for charity, 'til the ones ran out
I be standing ten toes, never put my hands down
Never sell my soul for this, never put my mans down
Yes, I buy designer and I put it on my kids, God
Yes, I buy new foreigns and I take 'em to the rim shop
I just spent like eighty for a plain platinum wrist watch (Eighty)
Heard you put the back down and you tryna get your life around (I heard)
Wanna see you active, I ain't tryna watch your [?] (Nah)
Activate the red key, I turn up, it go [?]
Chains on my dresser, like I'm sleeping with a nightlight
They don't like me, feel my shoulders on 'em like I'm Uzi
Know I bossed up, all my cribs got jacuzzi's (All of 'em)
Took her on a date, then got head at the movies
Sparkles after sparkles, sipping Chris 'til we oozy (Sparkles after sparkles)
Water gang, water gang, diamonds in the chain (Water)
Lamborghini's, racing Rari's, racing pipes, spitting flames (Phew)
Ever since I put the money first, life's been amazing
And I might go get some motivation, I like when they hating
Security with me, couple shooters with me, pipes on the states
Ten years plus, we had the city locked, and you can ask Daisy
You can ask T, ask Shyne, you can ask [?] and 'em
I might leave a dub of Ace of Spades, screaming "Free the haters"
In NYC in a penthouse, ride a bull on Django
One coming, one nigga leaving, you can ask Diego
One day, ten-thousand gone, you ain't gotta stay long
She knew that I'm really having, it be hard to say "No"

done

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