Face It (说实在) - $UICIDEBOY$

Written by：Scott Arceneaux Jr./Aristos Petrou

If you say to kill 'em I said I got 'em

Lil choppa

Lil murder

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Choppa with choppa stay loaded

Bullet shells all on your floor

Trying to get higher

Ruby got fire

I'm f**ked up

He f**ked up

Whole grey f**ked up

You done f**ked up

Passing that blunt

Boy you know what's up

What's good my G

Drunk driving but it's just codeine

Keeping that heat on my side

Welcome to my life everyday

Life every night

We all gon' die

Prolly gon' fry

F**k being sober I stay high

40 oz got sipped

Purple and yellow and red

Only drink I mix

Big bag of that dope

Drip goin' down my throat

Got your b**ch beside my coffin

Yeah I call her Juliet

Told her not to weep

Just make sure that you fix my f**king neck

I'm out of breath from smoking

Blunts too f**ked up from sipping Tech

Was I kissing on your b**ch

Or did I kiss the f**king tec

Paint me a new picture

Picture that I pictured death

Now my picture perfect moment stained with pieces of my head

Hate all of this bullsh*t

Man I hate all of this stress

Imagine that

The more press that we get the closer

I can feel my death