ABM Drip - Face It (Outro) текст песни

Текст песни Face It (Outro) - ABM Drip



I started off with doin' hits now I'm takin' sips
To overcome the pain I tasted after certain licks
Losin' bros comin' home in bloody fits, Mama pissed
So much back and forth I can't remember scores
Pourin' fours
To sleep so deep I can't relive the horrors
Don't wanna dream so I sleep with the whores
Refillin' these prescriptions damn near my only chore
Come down to go up more, pop one and pop three more
Off a ninety like I'm speedin'
Wonder when I'm crashin'
Don't ask me how I'm feelin'
One twenty now I'm dashin'
Facin' every risk I hope the feelin' everlastin'
Pop, sip, and face it
Bitch this ain't no nyquil it put you down soon as you taste it
So I'ma take it, pop, sip, and face it
Pissin' so dirty I need detox as a chaser
Take a perc for each scar on my tongue I'ma place her
And I still feel every scar that I got
No amount of healin' did the job 'cause of who had hit the spot
Be the main ones you a kill for, for you they wouldn't spot
Careful who you take that bullet for, they might've took the shot
Could be open at the rim and they still pass it to a stranger
Say y'all grew up smokin' mid but now they actin' like that stranger
Swear these snakes spread like cancer
Get a gun now they a ranger
They ain't gang they lost they manners
Please refrain don't raise my anger
When you make the wrong choices lessons learned a turn to danger
Then when Karma come back on you with some hell you can't blame her
Get cut like some loose ends glock two seven givin' tapers
Ain't savin' nun these bullets on you they ain't green and they ain't paper
Call my girl I'm high as hell, so I'ma text you when I touchdown
For seven points I'll pour a four and take three hours of your touch now
Til I wake up from the dream, next scene it's all a rush now
I can't think, can't breathe, everything is mush now
I started off with doin' hits now I'm takin' sips
To overcome the pain I tasted after certain licks
Losin' bros comin' home in bloody fits, Mama pissed
So much back and forth I can't remember scores
Pourin' fours
To sleep so deep I can't relive the horrors
Don't wanna dream so I sleep with the whores
Refillin' these prescriptions damn near my only chore
Come down to go up more, pop one and pop three more
Off a ninety like I'm speedin'
Wonder when I'm crashin'
Don't ask me how I'm feelin'
One twenty now I'm dashin'
Facin' every risk I hope the feelin' everlastin'
I Pop, sip, face it
Pop, sip, face it
I Pop, sip, face it
Pop, sip, face it



Авторы: Dylan Hauck


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дата релиза
11-02-2022




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