Face the World

When all dreams seem to die

The summer's gone, the breeze stops blowing

The sun just leaves the sky

Yeah, this your life, you can play with it

You make your bed, you gon' lay in it

Do your thing, just be safe with it

Triple bunks in the state prison

Blue laces in my blue Chucks

I ain't never gave two fucks

BET, I chunk the hood up

Askin' if that **** Nip hood, what?

Like I wouldn't take it to the back with you

Same **** walked this track with you

Same **** shot a strap with you

Same **** bought a sack with you

Nineteen, touchin' two birds

Alpina's off a few swerves

Grey leather in my white Lincoln

Shit smellin' like a new purse

Two C's on my bitch, shit

My money risin' like Bisquick

Six words help you get this

Rich rapper on some Crip shit

I prayed for blessings as a young ****

Not to learn the hard lessons of a drug dealer

Triple life with a gang enhancement

The judge triple white and he hate your Blackness

He slammed the gavel with a racist passion

Got you waitin' on appeals, but your patience passin'

And all you've got to offer is a fight

It's too late to run to Christ once you caught up in this life, look

So face the world now or cry

Face the world

So face—

So face the world

Look, don't cry tears, they don't fly here

And if you don't die here, you're supposed to fly Lears

365 here's like a dog year

No wonder why these **** twenty and got white hairs

Stressin' like they forty and some change

It's lonely in this game, all my homies is in pain

And Brodie is the slang, but it don't mean he your brother

It don't mean you can trust him, it don't mean that he love you

And we was raised wrong, but we stayed strong

And when we kept it real, we got faked on

And when we showed up, we got flaked on

And why them ****'s story gettin' cake, holmes

I bet my life, I'm a dice shaker

Electric lights on the skyscraper

It's up and downs for a real ****

But you'll be lame all your life, hater

MAC-10 in my black Benz

Show me signals of betrayal, can't be back friends

Long flights get my mind right

Victory to me is when you spend your time right

Victory to me is when you get your grind right

Victory to me is when you get your minds right

**** got this shit twisted

Like Jean-Michel Basquiat destroyed his pictures

Self-inflicted homicide, don't pull the trigger

I feel like I got to tell you, you got somethin' to contribute

Regardless what you into, regardless what you've been through

I feel like I got to tell you, you got somethin' to contribute

So face the world now

So face the world

So face the world

So face the world now or cry

Face the world now

So face the world now or cry

Face the world