Face It
$uicideboy$
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You say kill 'em I said I got 'em Lil Choppa Lil Murder Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Choppa with choppa stay loaded Bullet shells all on your floor Trying to get higher Ruby got fire I'm fucked up He fucked up Whole grey fucked up You done fucked up Passing that blunt Boy you know whats up Whats good my G Drunk driving but its just codeine Keeping that heat on my side Welcome to my, life everyday Life every night We all gon' die Prolly gon' fry F*ck being sober I stay high 40 oz got sipped Purple and yellow and red Only drink I mix Big bag of that dope Drink goin' down my throat Got your bitch beside my coffin Yeah I call her Juliet Told her not to weep Just make sure that you fix my fucking neck I'm out of breath from smoking blunts I'm too fucked up from sipping Tech Was I kissing on your bitch? Or did I kiss the fucking TEC? Paint me a new picture Picture that I pictured death Now my picture perfect moment stained with pieces of my head Hate all of this bullshit Man I hate all of this stress Imagine that The more press that we get the closer I can feel my death
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Written by: Scott Arceneaux Jr., Aristos Petrou
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