| Nigga I can’t lie, shit changed
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| When I start countin' the faces
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| Soon as I bust my face down
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| All these niggas wanna hate me now
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| Got blue cheese in a safe now
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| Diamonds outline my name now
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| I done seen the worst outcomes
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| Why a nigga ride around with my drum (yeah, yeah)
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| Why these niggas gotta envy me?
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| Is it cause I got them racks on me?
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| Chanel’s on the drip, double C
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| Jewelry cold as the ice in my lean
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| I was in the field, like Madden
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| Hopped off the porch, and I ain’t know what happen
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| I can feel this codeine in my abdomen
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| Now I got more money than I was fathomin'
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| I was rich, went broke, and got a bag again
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| I just wanna make sure I got enough saved for the kids
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| I just wanna make sure my habits ain’t effectin' the way I live
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| I came up out the streets, nigga I can’t lie that’s how I live
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| Nigga I can’t lie, shit changed
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| When I start countin' the faces
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| Soon as I bust my face down
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| All these niggas wanna hate me now
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| Got blue cheese in a safe now
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| Diamonds outline my name now
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| I done seen the worst outcomes
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| Why a nigga ride around with my drum (yeah, yeah) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Faces , by - Roddy Ricch. Song from the album Feed Tha Streets II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп