Face It Video (MV)

Face it
We're just not the same no more
I swear I'm losing patience
Running out of time don't hit my line you in the past tense
Rear view
I just hope that this eats you
F*cked up with a clear view
Dark days no re-do's
Face it
Take in all the Whitney listening to Clapton boppin'
Purple rain, amphetamines to We Be Steady Mobbin'
Weezy taught me how to love so Ima find another
I'm not bitter, I'm just better baby
Run and tell your mama
Yeah this that stone cold shit
Dish out stunners off the rip
It's the peoples champion
Keep the hammer round your hip
Need an IV on my drip
Put them commas on my cheque
At the show go break your neck
Take her home I break her back
Throw it up and rep your set
She got killers in her ends
I got no time to make amends
This that go and brush your shoulders off
Give it up hear the applause
Ladies shake they ass and bras thrown up on the stage I'm on
Ride with me
Reaching for a grey facade
I'm up like come and fly with me
R.I.P to all my fallen angels
Pour out Hennessy
I've always been down and out
You can't ever stop me now
I' m glowing up the sun is proud
Yeah
Face it
We're just not the same no more
I swear I'm losing patience
Running out of time don't hit my line you in the past tense
Rear view
I just hope that this eats you
F*cked up with a clear view
Dark days no re-do's
Face it
Take in all the Whitney listening to Clapton boppin'
Purple rain, amphetamines to We Be Steady Mobbin'
Weezy taught me how to love so Ima find another
I'm not bitter, I'm just better baby
Run and tell your mama
Another lonely rager
Boy so hard and dangerous
Another lady killer
Young playboy for reala
Lowlifes will hate ya
Only damn foe of mine just be my brain
Now time time ticking ticking magic
Picking up pace it go-go gadget
Thumbing through green
Crush a rock easy
Brown bill railing
Make it look steezy
Landing it bolts
Just like I meant to
Say she got friends
Yeah I got friends too
Say she don't fold
Only in the bedroom
Say she wann roll
Baby love party
Screaming it's next door
Saying I'm next though
F*cking your face now
Face face face down down down
Yeah
It's SADFACE young sad boy in this bitch
If she tryna grip my pockets
She better bop it on this dick
From the far east but the north raised me
Ima stay going off
And if your bitch want the boy
F*cking on the boy
Best believe I pull up
Yeah
Face it
We're just not the same no more
I swear I'm losing patience
Running out of time don't hit my line you in the past tense
Rear view
I just hope that this eats you
F*cked up with a clear view
Dark days no re-do's
Face it
Take in all the Whitney listening to Clapton boppin'
Purple rain, amphetamines to We Be Steady Mobbin'
Weezy taught me how to love so Ima find another
I'm not bitter, I'm just better baby
Run and tell your mama