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a lau (producer) - faces lyrics

[intro, x3:]
stacking some faces…
money we chasing…

[verse i:]
unh! handle a fellow
bold enough to play a hand with the devil
going through life foot slammed on the pedal
..we burn like hand on the kettle
never been a puppet, not a fan of gepetto
never pretended to be a man from the ghetto
i just want a sweet crib like hansel and gretel
..name hot enough to brand on metal, so:
understand you a nascar
well i’m a nasa ship, ready to blast off
i go so hard, i broke both arms
and still throwing punchlines with the cast off!
h-h-hats off, with my gl-sses on
and got more soul than a pair of platforms
you better plat four, the more you act full
you likely never heard nothing like that before

[hook x2:]
smoke is allowed; stacking some faces;
weed is a shot; when money we chasing;
one is for pain; other one is a down;
can’t think of tomorrow; too caught up in now

[verse ii:]
smoking a forest; drink ’till i’m nauseous
roll up a spliff of that what the f-ck ever you hecklers
who feeling skeptical want me to call it!
the people that know me don’t ever be asking me sh-t
they just know it’s the rawest;
all they do it roll it and spark it
all i do it spit till my money the tallest
—still i be ballin’, like: “which one?”
“pick one!” any destination that’s a city
where the pretty young chicks from;
looking at a lot—yeah, my vision is an eyeful
kind like the tower in the city where my kicks from
kick some till i’m blazed up
i want get laid, not laid off
i want be made, not mad-off
she valet all my clothes and take off
cause i’m sky high—get wit me
f-cked the first, it was destiny
we getting all money for a lot of dream mile
cuz you’ll probably end up being the death of me

[hook x2:]

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