paroles de chanson Faces - Roddy Ricch
Nigga
I
can't
lie,
shit
changed
When
I
start
countin'
the
faces
Soon
as
I
bust
my
face
down
All
these
niggas
wanna
hate
me
now
Got
bleu
cheese
in
the
safe
now
Diamonds
outline
my
name
now
I
done
seen
the
worst
outcomes
Why
a
nigga
ride
around
with
my
drum
(Yeah,
yeah)
Why
these
niggas
gotta
envy
me?
(Tell
me,
why,
though?)
Is
it
cause
I
got
them
racks
on
me?
Chanel's
on
the
drip,
double
C
Jewelry
cold
as
the
ice
in
my
lean
(Yeah,
yeah)
I
was
in
the
field,
like
Madden
(Madden)
Hopped
off
the
porch,
and
I
ain't
know
what
happened
(What
happened)
I
can
feel
this
codeine
in
my
abdomen
Now
I
got
more
money
than
I
was
fathomin'
I
was
rich,
went
broke,
and
got
a
bag
again
I
just
wanna
make
sure
I
got
enough
saved
for
the
kids
I
just
wanna
make
sure
my
habits
ain't
affectin'
the
way
I
live
I
came
up
out
the
streets,
nigga
I
can't
lie
that's
how
I
live
Nigga
I
can't
lie,
shit
changed
When
I
start
countin'
the
faces
Soon
as
I
bust
my
face
down
All
these
niggas
wanna
hate
me
now
Got
bleu
cheese
in
the
safe
now
Diamonds
outline
my
name
now
I
done
seen
the
worst
outcomes
Why
a
nigga
ride
around
with
my
drum
(Yeah,
yeah)
1 Day One (Outro)
2 Down Below
3 Every Season
4 Down For Real
5 Brand New
6 Area Codes
7 Can't Express
8 Cream
9 Die Young
10 Nascar
11 Faces
12 Feed The Streets 2 (Intro)
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