Harry Fraud - Faces lyrics

[Intro, x3:] Stacking some faces... Money we chasing... [Verse I:] Unh! Handle a fellow Bold enough to play a hand with the Devil Going through life foot slammed on the pedal ..we burn like hand on the kettle Never been a puppet, not a fan of Gepetto Never pretended to be a man from the ghetto I just want a sweet crib like Hansel and Gretel ..name hot enough to brand on metal, so: Understand you a NASCAR Well I'm a NASA ship, ready to blast off I go SO hard, I broke both arms And still throwing punchlines with the cast off! H-h-hats off, with my gla**es on And got more soul than a pair of platforms You better plat four, the more you act full You likely never heard nothing like that before [Hook x2:] Smoke is allowed; stacking some faces; Weed is a shot; when money we chasing; One is for pain; other one is a down; Can't think of tomorrow; too caught up in now [Verse II:] Smoking a forest; drink 'till I'm nauseous Roll up a spliff of that what the f** ever you hecklers Who feeling skeptical want me to call it! The people that know me don't ever be asking me sh** They just know it's the rawest; All they do it roll it and spark it All I do it spit till my money the tallest —still I be ballin', like: "Which one?" "Pick one!" Any destination that's a city Where the pretty young chicks from; Looking at a lot—yeah, my vision is an eyeful Kind like the Tower in the city where my kicks from Kick some till I'm blazed up I want get laid, not laid off I want be made, not Mad-off She valet all my clothes and take off Cause I'm sky high—get wit me f**ed the first, it was destiny We getting all money for a lot of dream mile Cuz you'll probably end up being the d**h of me [Hook x2:]