Dead Faces

Lyrics
[Chorus: JayG] See the fake or real, but you can't see the difference Still chase dead faces Run for the bag, Jack boys keep faces hidden Show love for the sand and we made it a living I pray that we straight god willing I pray that my young boy safe stop sinning Wherever the pay end up, I'm wid it Dead presidents and they just women I dedicate most of the time I'm given How do you clock when you're so deep in it Room full of rats only think bout cash Got money on mind I ain't seen the limit Ain't used to the change been down for a minute Chasing the O's and the digits I need a 23 plate and it ain't for the image But I'm like stunt more wid it [Verse 1: JayG] Mum said I'm materialistic I could care less bout this fabric New drop from the brand new stich Details on box import from Paris Said I'll quit this smoke, It's a habit Still push weight, I'm liveo in it Stress in my rizz sometimes can't hack it Smoke too loud my neighbours livid [Chorus: JayG] See the fake or real, but you can't see the difference Still chase dead faces Run for the bag, Jack boys keep faces hidden Show love for the sand and we made it a living I pray that we straight god willing I pray that my young boy safe stop sinning Wherever the pay end up, I'm wid it Dead presidents and they just women [Verse 2: Beezy Online] Need more dead faces So I get on my grind get out and sweep up Them times I was broke was a joke Put nuff stress on my chest like D-cup Bro-bro-bro keeps patterning dead tings Had to ask him if he's got necrophilia In the 9, two hands on the Nina Gang got turners nothing like Tina All of the things that I've done for this juice I still don't know if it's worth the squeeze B double E, I'm so-so street if they drew my blood watch me bleed concrete Fucked her friend but she fucked two of mine Guess that means that she's worse than me So wifing her is not my menu not my portion or my cuisine B double E, live with the fiends That cats to me like Sheep to a Shepherd 5 star skills, hit shots with tekkers Gang get a drop get you got in seconds Just asked bro what you reckon? He gave her a 8, I gave her a 9 Shawty thinks that I'm acne Nah, pretty girls make me shy The jakes did an infiltration in one of my bases Now I gotta switch locations Let me show you how ments this place is We know feds on a first name basis Sayonara, see you later It's a no brainer if she ain't braining Dead faces Them niggas ain't safe if we stay dangerous [Chorus: JayG] See the fake or real, but you can't see the difference Still chase dead faces Run for the bag, Jack boys keep faces hidden Show love for the sand and we made it a living I pray that we straight god willing I pray that my young boy safe stop sinning Wherever the pay end up, I'm wid it Dead presidents and they just women I dedicate most of the time I'm given How do you clock when you're so deep in it Room full of rats only think bout cash Got money on mind I ain't seen the limit Ain't used to the change been down for a minute Chasing the O's and the digits I need a 23 plate and it ain't for the image But I'm like stunt more wid it [Outro] G way or no way
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Credits
- Writers
- Beezy Online
- JayG