Justin Stone, Packy - Facade lyrics
[Justin Stone, Packy - Facade lyrics]
Might just, might just, might just go out
Might just, might just, might just go out
Might just, might just, might just go out
Yeah, yeah
Might just go out to Cali' and be on MTV
All peel work
You SoundCloud rappers ain't my breed
I say seize, homies shootin', I say cheese
I know, I know, I am over, boy see me
Jump overseas
Ego feeling like Texas, told these women
"Don't test us" i got diamonds here waiting
Hailey came in a Lexus
No hands on the wheel
No idea I was ahead of me one day
Get that matte black and my
Top down like Kennedy and we
Might just, might just
Might just blow up for the heck of it
Yeah, your favorite rapper
Thinks he's relevant
Everybody talkin' like they got it
Like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Might just, might just
Might just blow up for the heck of it
Your favorite rapper thinks he's relevant
Everybody talkin' like they got it
Like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Yeah, yeah, we see the facade, yeah
We see the facade
Okay, okay, okay
I been clearing out the hard drive
Too many bangers in the archive
Even when I had the 9 to 5
Never gave music the part-time
Bars like I'm doing hard time
All my shit fan-fucking tastic
The best of it gettin' cut and mastered
Make way for a fucking classic
You don't know what I got under wraps
With the singles
I could make 'em double back
Carry this shit like a running back
And the huddle's at where my bruddas at
Keep a couple stacks in a duffle bag
When we on the road, you never know
Women out, they love to blow
Fuck it let it snow
Still, I got the coldest lines in the room
Okay, okay, okay
Rap used to be about the music
Now it's who got the best costume
Act a fool and you might get signed
Dotted line but no bottom line
Ballin' out on a fuckin' loan
Talk your shit but you all be lyin'
Big digit's like army time, we gunnin' for it
All the fame shit is unimportant
On the bill, I'm the one supportin'
But on the field, I'm the one that's scorin'
On the real, I go dumb recordin'
If it slap good, I got somethin' for you
You could sleep on it like global warming
But don't ignore it
Might just, might just
Might just blow up for the heck of it
Yeah, your favorite rapper
Thinks he's relevant
Everybody talkin' like they got it
Like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Might just, might just
Might just blow up for the heck of it
Your favorite rapper thinks he's relevant
Everybody talkin' like they got it
Like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Yeah, yeah, we see the facade, yeah
We see the facade yeah
Might just, might just, might just go out
Might just, might just, might just go out
Yeah, yeah
Might just go out to Cali' and be on MTV
All peel work
You SoundCloud rappers ain't my breed
I say seize, homies shootin', I say cheese
I know, I know, I am over, boy see me
Jump overseas
Ego feeling like Texas, told these women
"Don't test us" i got diamonds here waiting
Hailey came in a Lexus
No hands on the wheel
No idea I was ahead of me one day
Get that matte black and my
Top down like Kennedy and we
Might just, might just
Might just blow up for the heck of it
Yeah, your favorite rapper
Thinks he's relevant
Everybody talkin' like they got it
Like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Might just, might just
Might just blow up for the heck of it
Your favorite rapper thinks he's relevant
Everybody talkin' like they got it
Like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Yeah, yeah, we see the facade, yeah
We see the facade
Okay, okay, okay
I been clearing out the hard drive
Too many bangers in the archive
Even when I had the 9 to 5
Never gave music the part-time
Bars like I'm doing hard time
All my shit fan-fucking tastic
The best of it gettin' cut and mastered
Make way for a fucking classic
You don't know what I got under wraps
With the singles
I could make 'em double back
Carry this shit like a running back
And the huddle's at where my bruddas at
Keep a couple stacks in a duffle bag
When we on the road, you never know
Women out, they love to blow
Fuck it let it snow
Still, I got the coldest lines in the room
Okay, okay, okay
Rap used to be about the music
Now it's who got the best costume
Act a fool and you might get signed
Dotted line but no bottom line
Ballin' out on a fuckin' loan
Talk your shit but you all be lyin'
Big digit's like army time, we gunnin' for it
All the fame shit is unimportant
On the bill, I'm the one supportin'
But on the field, I'm the one that's scorin'
On the real, I go dumb recordin'
If it slap good, I got somethin' for you
You could sleep on it like global warming
But don't ignore it
Might just, might just
Might just blow up for the heck of it
Yeah, your favorite rapper
Thinks he's relevant
Everybody talkin' like they got it
Like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Might just, might just
Might just blow up for the heck of it
Your favorite rapper thinks he's relevant
Everybody talkin' like they got it
Like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Yeah, yeah, we see the facade, yeah
We see the facade yeah