Face It by Curtis Williams Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I said, Blunt full of that Keisha, drink all in my cup
Hoes all in my phone, mind all on my bucks
Me & my niggas came up but still ain't made enough
These niggas way too weak, these boys be acting tough
I be flexed up when you see me, my preme on and i'm geechy
Big blunts & we chiefing yo bitch bad & she wanna meet me
We on now when you see it, some niggas ain't believe it
Now it's Bape on every shirt & everyday is like the weekend
My bitch rolling up, the all mint condition
They say i'm up next I'm on my way to the millions
My niggas roll deep, got the gang in the building
Care less about these haters cause all the real niggas feel it
Gotta fetish for money, I just want to feel it
While these niggas was talking we was making a killing
I just gotta QP & we smoked it at once
You getting paid how i am, my nigga roll you a blunt & face it
[Hook x2]
And if you feeling how i'm feeling roll a blunt and face it
We the illest in the city, niggas gottta face it
[Verse 2:]
We showed up & we passed out
Niggas brought that cash out
These niggas fake, they mask out
Hit it once & i mash out
More dough, i need that. slow-mo, that weed nap
You hang around them pussies but i'm everywhere them G's at
Gettin money the fast way, smoking loud no ashtray
She pop a molly, that date-rape
Couple thousand for my show rate
New Bape, new bitch, i'm straight now with the same clique
Same niggas i been with, these fake niggas that been switched
A main nigga & my bitches styling
& all my women team players and we still scouting
The money getting to us, bitch we still counting
My success got 'em mad & they still doubting
But if you feeling how i'm feeling, you break a gram down, get a dutch and you fill it
Said if you feeling how i'm feeling you and uh.. You a face it
[Hook x2]
I said, Blunt full of that Keisha, drink all in my cup
Hoes all in my phone, mind all on my bucks
Me & my niggas came up but still ain't made enough
These niggas way too weak, these boys be acting tough
I be flexed up when you see me, my preme on and i'm geechy
Big blunts & we chiefing yo bitch bad & she wanna meet me
We on now when you see it, some niggas ain't believe it
Now it's Bape on every shirt & everyday is like the weekend
My bitch rolling up, the all mint condition
They say i'm up next I'm on my way to the millions
My niggas roll deep, got the gang in the building
Care less about these haters cause all the real niggas feel it
Gotta fetish for money, I just want to feel it
While these niggas was talking we was making a killing
I just gotta QP & we smoked it at once
You getting paid how i am, my nigga roll you a blunt & face it
[Hook x2]
And if you feeling how i'm feeling roll a blunt and face it
We the illest in the city, niggas gottta face it
[Verse 2:]
We showed up & we passed out
Niggas brought that cash out
These niggas fake, they mask out
Hit it once & i mash out
More dough, i need that. slow-mo, that weed nap
You hang around them pussies but i'm everywhere them G's at
Gettin money the fast way, smoking loud no ashtray
She pop a molly, that date-rape
Couple thousand for my show rate
New Bape, new bitch, i'm straight now with the same clique
Same niggas i been with, these fake niggas that been switched
A main nigga & my bitches styling
& all my women team players and we still scouting
The money getting to us, bitch we still counting
My success got 'em mad & they still doubting
But if you feeling how i'm feeling, you break a gram down, get a dutch and you fill it
Said if you feeling how i'm feeling you and uh.. You a face it
[Hook x2]