Face It Video (MV)

"You won't ever make it, white boy, go and face it"
Talking 'bout this blunt
Yeah, I wrote it in the basement
Shit is kind of personal
No, you can't taste it
Bitch I'm coming versatile
Ain't f*cking with no basics

"You won't ever make it, white boy, go and face it"
Talking 'bout this blunt
Yeah, I wrote it in the basement
Shit is kind of personal
No, you can't taste it
Bitch I'm coming versatile
Ain't f*cking with no basics
Makes my dick go flaccid
Burn a hole through this page
Call it f*cking Rapcid
I was gone, gone for days
Now I'm back on rap shit
Yeah, faced a couple demons I was talking to
Rappers copy rappers
Half the game sound like a cockatoo

Pull up with a branch
How I'll snap, I ain't asking
Show me where the dope is
I need someone to match it
Come down, yeah they hoping
Oh, more than you imagine
Roll up then we blowing fire
Why they f*cking dragging my name
Through the f*cking dirt, but yeah, I still pursue what's first
Want to be a rapper
Yeah, I knew that I was cursed
Building up my stature
They was laughing while I worked
Chocolate diesel while I'm rapping
Bitter-sweet with every verse

"You won't ever make it, white boy, go and face it"
Talking 'bout this blunt
Yeah, I wrote it in the basement
Shit is kind of personal
No, you can't taste it
Bitch I'm coming versatile
Ain't f*cking with no basics
Makes my dick go flaccid
Burn a hole through this page
Call it f*cking Rapcid
I was gone, gone for days
Now I'm back on rap shit
Yeah, faced a couple demons I was talking to
Rappers copy rappers
Half the game sound like a cockatoo

Fentanyl, dispersed in these lines
I've been killing 'em
Vegetables smokin' while we ride
Ain't no criminals
Pivotal, shot it like the line
Yeah, you know it's going straight in
Ain't no f*cking lie
They can stay adjacent if I cosine
I'll be going places bitch, it's do or die
Moncho f*cking blazed it
I just sling the rhymes
Y'all always be hating
Think of all the times that they told me

"You won't ever make it, white boy, go and face it"
Talking 'bout this blunt
Yeah, I wrote it in the basement
Shit is kind of personal
No, you can't taste it
Bitch I'm coming versatile
Ain't f*cking with no basics
Makes my dick go flaccid
Burn a hole through this page
Call it f*cking Rapcid
I was gone, gone for days
Now I'm back on rap shit
Yeah, faced a couple demons I was talking to
Rappers copy rappers
Half the game sound like a cockatoo