"Faces" lyrics
(IOF)
(Avanto made it)
Blood, sweat, and tears, shit that they don't see
A lot of people thought I wouldn't make it out them streets
Matter of fact, a lot of people thought I die inside these streets
Wanna see a nigga bleed
When it get hard, is you gon' stay?
I seen the realest niggas leave
I still don't blame 'em
I tend to look for good in people, realize I can't change 'em
Stop being surprise at how they act when that's the way you made them
I tried to save 'em, I couldn't save 'em
And I don't care 'bout this money, I give it all back to have my dogs back
I wish that they can call back, but I know that life ain't like that
Wish heaven had a phone
It hurts you more to know they all dead and gone
Sometimes I still see they faces when I'm counting faces
Black and white inside of this Maybach, think a nigga racist
I can't keep living off the past, I think it's time to face it
I can't erase it, I'm tryna make my family rich and still its niggas hating
Everyday I'm with some killers, I don't wanna become a victim
Everyday I ride with blickers, ride with killers, gang members
Same niggas catch a nigga slipping, make sure he feel it
If I die, I bet I'm dying with it
I gotta make sure I make it back to my family 'cause I know that they count on me
Everybody looked down on me, now everybody so proud of me
I know it's all fake, I know it's all-all
It's real tears behind these cries, love is a lie
He got caught without his pipe, one mistake and he died
Mama crying, daughter crying, see the hurt in they eyes
He seen it coming, wasn't no running so he ain't even try
He died a soldier, his life over, and all his guys did was make a post
Them niggas bogus
They ain't even ride for him
They ain't even slide for him
Blood, sweat, and tears, shit that they don't see
A lot of people thought I wouldn't make it out them streets
Matter of fact, a lot of people thought I die inside these streets
Wanna see a nigga bleed
When it get hard, is you gon' stay?
I seen the realest niggas leave
I still don't blame 'em
I tend to look for good in people, realize I can't change 'em
Stop being surprise at how they act when that's the way you made them
I tried to save 'em, I couldn't save 'em
I couldn't
(Avanto made it)
Blood, sweat, and tears, shit that they don't see
A lot of people thought I wouldn't make it out them streets
Matter of fact, a lot of people thought I die inside these streets
Wanna see a nigga bleed
When it get hard, is you gon' stay?
I seen the realest niggas leave
I still don't blame 'em
I tend to look for good in people, realize I can't change 'em
Stop being surprise at how they act when that's the way you made them
I tried to save 'em, I couldn't save 'em
And I don't care 'bout this money, I give it all back to have my dogs back
I wish that they can call back, but I know that life ain't like that
Wish heaven had a phone
It hurts you more to know they all dead and gone
Sometimes I still see they faces when I'm counting faces
Black and white inside of this Maybach, think a nigga racist
I can't keep living off the past, I think it's time to face it
I can't erase it, I'm tryna make my family rich and still its niggas hating
Everyday I'm with some killers, I don't wanna become a victim
Everyday I ride with blickers, ride with killers, gang members
Same niggas catch a nigga slipping, make sure he feel it
If I die, I bet I'm dying with it
I gotta make sure I make it back to my family 'cause I know that they count on me
Everybody looked down on me, now everybody so proud of me
I know it's all fake, I know it's all-all
It's real tears behind these cries, love is a lie
He got caught without his pipe, one mistake and he died
Mama crying, daughter crying, see the hurt in they eyes
He seen it coming, wasn't no running so he ain't even try
He died a soldier, his life over, and all his guys did was make a post
Them niggas bogus
They ain't even ride for him
They ain't even slide for him
Blood, sweat, and tears, shit that they don't see
A lot of people thought I wouldn't make it out them streets
Matter of fact, a lot of people thought I die inside these streets
Wanna see a nigga bleed
When it get hard, is you gon' stay?
I seen the realest niggas leave
I still don't blame 'em
I tend to look for good in people, realize I can't change 'em
Stop being surprise at how they act when that's the way you made them
I tried to save 'em, I couldn't save 'em
I couldn't
Writer(s): Damichael Tate, Nikolaos Grivellas, Raimonds Roms
