Lyrics:
black like im blade
Smoking this gas to the face
Blowing the pack to the face
Rolling up dope everyday
Fuck nigga stay out my way
Fuck you and this life
that nigga lost ten packs
Face shots, nigga I'm not with the chit-chat
(Blatt blatt) i'm showin' off the rip
Yo ass better get back (Blatt)
Yeah, I done
If I had a choice between the two
I'd absolutely have to choose the one with the shoes
Little monkey clawin' my face
People pack in to the rock
them thoughts of a life after
To eat everyday yo Ima do just what I haveta
Do it with a stone face full of grace laughter
Do you think about the night
getting back on pace
The hoes jumping back on my dick
Told shortie jump back on my face
New pack and I'm calling Raiden
In that White House I was selling
I forgot tomorrow aye i forgot today aye
I just had fell in love but look
I forgot her name aye
Check out my poker face
The label want me sober face
about ya lil' babe
I been thinking about ya lil' face, yes
Pack your bags, yeah we on our way
We can slow dance the night away
Night away, night away
Go
They takin' my baby to the graveyard
And they pack dirt in her face
I followed that long black wagon, long black wagon down to the graveyard
Watched
They takin' my baby to the graveyard
And they pack dirt in her face
I followed that long black wagon, long black wagon down to the graveyard
Watched
on the beat, by the way!)
Then I wake up and feel like I can't
Still smoke a pack to the face
Gettin' high only way to escape
Even when I be feelin' a way,
Droppin' ass on the seat
You need cash to compete
Pretty face in the mirror
Pretty ass on the seat
NIggas say they want smoke
They come askin' for me
Plus
They takin' my baby to the graveyard
And they pack dirt in her face
I followed that long black wagon, long black wagon down to the graveyard
Watched
Yeah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, wow (Am I A God?)
I threw a block in his face, face
Yeah, I ship the pack over day
What the fuck you gonna
but your girl got in the mix,
Made you sick, drove you crazy,
Then one day came out your face with a pack of lies.
When other people get into your
missing
Think you hitting
Check your vision
You don't have a chance to face the rat
Fade to black
Face a pack
You trade a stack
For some plays
grow, grow
You will grow, grow, grow
You will grow, grow, grow
How can you face a pack of demon
If you no have the blood of Jesus in yu hand
If you no
uh
I can get you gone like race
Jus follow my step don't trace
When it come to money I pace
Any problems I got I face
Smoke pack my shit not lace
He
gotta stay down for a hunnid days
Throwing shade a get you wet, on yo block it ah rain
Fat dutchy to the face, opp packs getting blazed
Real pimpin' goin
ok
I just blew the same check that I just made yesterday
Roll a couple hundreds up and watch me burn it in ya face
Same pack that you say you love so
closed case
Police know my face I pack it up move to a new place
Big ass blunt I'm rolling up, this not for you
These rap niggas broke as fuck, buying
about a hoedown
Firefighter put me out, tell me drop and roll
My ass so hot when he give it a taste
Like mace in the face
Ice pack just in case
Show some
a target
Snakes and faces up in packs
Smiling in my face
Then they stab me in the back
Burned too many times
Can't afford to relax
Saying you my ride or die
the house and hide
You better have some gas money trying to get where I reside
Im smokin mikey to the face
New pack i gave mahji ass a break
When I shoot im
the sun is out I'll wake up next to your face
So pack that overnight
And let me know when you get moving
And you could stay the night
Or you could sign
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