Sadfaces

Hezo Sandy

I been on my scene, Michael Jackson, Billie Jean
Sittin' in my cell, like, damn, do I need a different team?
Knowin' my niggas with me forever and we all twins
This jail shit fuck with your mind and have you wonderin'
Have you ever killed a nigga? Knowin' that you barely sin
The police maced a nigga killed him then took him to jail
Then kill the kids, then kill the grannies, then niece and nephs
All of this gunsmoke gon' make the whole youth dead
Let's not forget that this ain't hell
I tried to cry but ain't nun left
I contemplated doing myself nigga
The most suicide deaths are in this jail
But let's not forget that this ain't hell

Yea turn me up a lil more
Yea that's bool right there

Huh, yea
I be on some chill shit, no I do not do a lot
If you play with me you get your brain split
Chill, let the bass hit
They tryna see what I got
Roll this blunt up then I face it
Drank, I don't chase it, but I'mma run to the guap
Number one up in the races
Witnessing greatness, climbing my way to the top

I done ran it up and gave 'em sad faces
They hate to see me run it up, I gave them niggas mad faces
I was baking cookies, now I'm rocking shows going mad places
I get money every day, I been on some last day shit
Last day shit, fast pace shit
Hemi in it, I might race that shit
Block that hoe, I erase that bitch
Got that stick, but won't shoot that shit
You up fye, we gon' shoot back quick
Tell her shut up and take this dick
Tell her shut up and, yeah

You can bring your friends to my section
See you having motion and y'all sexy, first impression
I don't do too much talking, I do less than them
Less than them

I be on some chill shit, no I do not do a lot
If you play with me you get your brain split
Chill, let the bass hit
They tryna see what I got
Roll this blunt up then I face it
Drank, I don't chase it, but I'mma run to the guap
Number one up in the races
Witnessing greatness, climbing my way to the top
I be on some chill shit, no I do not do a lot
If you play with me you get your brain split
Chill, let the bass hit
They tryna see what I got
Roll this blunt up then I face it
Drank, I don't chase it, but I'mma run to the guap
Number one up in the races
Witnessing greatness, climbing my way to the top

I done ran it up and gave 'em sad faces
They hate to see me run it up, I gave them niggas mad faces
I was baking cookies, now I'm rocking shows going mad places
I get money every day, I been on some last day shit
Last day shit, fast pace shit
Hemi in it, I might race that shit
Block that hoe, I erase that bitch
Got that stick, but won't shoot that shit
You up fye, we gon' shoot back quick
Tell her shut up and take this dick
Tell her shut up and, yeah

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