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Artiste : Doe Boy
Titre : DEAD FACES
[Bino Rideaux]
I need drugs for these love songs, I close my eyes, I see dead faces
Covered up my arms with these dead faces
Covered up my scars with (Ooh, I can´t get you out my head)

My double cup still poured up ´cause I can´t do this sober
That money made me colder

[Bino Rideaux]
I got rack on my top, get me fed up
I put rack on your top, get me fed up
Got Percocet, promethazine in my liver
Got Percocet, promethazine, I feel better (I feel way better)
´Member them hard times in the ghetto
I got mob ties, that shit forever
Ain´t gon´ phase me ´cause I´m heartless, this what it made me
I pour four lines of that Wock´ ´cause it drive me crazy
I pour four lines of that Wock´ and I feel amazing

I pour four lines of that Wock´ and I think it saved me
Never could forget it, I still feel it on the daily

[Bino Rideaux & Doe Boy]
I need drugs for these love songs, I close my eyes, I see dead faces
Covered up my arms with these dead faces
Covered up my scars with (Ooh, I can´t get you out my head)
My double cup still poured up ´cause I can´t do this sober (Doe Beezy)
That money made me colder (Oh, really?)

[Doe Boy]
I been off these Teslas ´cause I can´t do it sober

Sorry, but this my bitch now, you know the old her
Got her walkin´ around, Goyard hang off her shoulder (Goyard)
Look at my twin poppin´ that shit, ain´t no bitch colder (Mwah, come here, baby)
Perkies to the face, 365, ain´t miss a day (Perky)
Tryna find a way to make sure all my niggas straight (Gang)
Ridin´ bulletproof, I can´t get gunned down on the interstate (Skrrt)
Runnin´ up these racks, I´m tryna stack up at least ten a day (Freebandz)
That´s three hundred racks a month, spent half of that on guns
Now I´m at one fifty, hit the club, spent half of that on ones (Go)

Seventy-five thousand, finna spend all that shit with the slums (Go)
I´ll go broke on all the opps, bitch, you know how we come (Baow, baow)
How many niggas really want smoke with Beezy? Probably none (Zero)
They just mad can´t claim the same hood that I´m from (Know that)
Mad they can´t throw up my gang ´cause these niggas lame (Money Gang, Money Gang)
Made sure my niggas was loyal first, then I bought them some chains (Money Gang, Money Gang)
Depending on what you want, bae, you can get the Range
Depending on what you want, bae, can get anything
Ain´t nobody safe, I can fuck on any nigga main (Ooh)
She gon´ keep it confidential in LA, she not with the games (Oh, really?)

I don´t want this fame, you can have this shit (Can have it)
The drama, this money, cars, can´t repay the damages (No)
Fast-ass foreign cars, so geeked, can you handle it? (Go)
I´m off the liquor, I might crash, take another sip (Woah, woah)
Fuck her good, she´ll never need another dick (No, no)
Love my bitch, told her I´ll never eat another clit (Mwah, come here, baby)
You is the only one that´s getting lit (Mwah, come here, baby)
And if you ´round me, then you getting rich (Let´s go)
Pourin´ up my cup, I poured so much it´s flowing over

Stop taking them Percs, yeah, she want me over and over (Perky)
RBMG the army, big dog, but her lil´ soldier
Told her that I got her and I meant every word I told her (Nah, for real)
My mind up off them pills ´cause I can´t do it sober
I can´t do it sober, can´t do it sober
I can´t do this sober, I can´t do it sober, can´t do it sober
Mind racing, I can´t let ´em fuck me over (No)
Can´t make the wrong move and let ´em fuck me over (No, no, no)
That´s why I´m never sober
You want money, then that shit gon´ hurt
Tryna warn you, that shit gon´ hurt
I bet you can´t do it sober
Bet you can´t do it sober

Bet you can´t do it sober

[ Doe Boy]
Oh, really?
So don´t judge me
If you was rich, you would do the same
You dig?