Schoolboy Q, Anderson .Paak - Blank Face lyrics
Schoolboy Q [Quincy Matthew Hanley] Wiesbaden, West Germany/South Central LA, CA, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
Anderson .Paak [Brandon Paak Anderson] Oxnard, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Schoolboy Q, Anderson .Paak - Blank Face lyrics]
What you say? What you say? Who you tellin'?
Blank faces say
Smokers and dope fiends, hookers and players
Dope in the vein, youngins servin' the meds
Run from the police, jump from the ledge
Be what you wanna be as long
As you get the money right, yeah
Niggas don't understand until you
Leap over twenty-five
Dancin' with devils, never knew how to
Treat your woman right, yeah, huh
Feet on the pedal
Runnin' over jokers and funny types
Word to my OG, he gone
That nigga fresh out of strikes
I should know better
Heaven knows that I ain't
The dummy type, nah, hmm
I should be flyin' home without a care
My baby don't want no toys
She want me there, hah
Trade the noise for a piece of divine, hah
Save up my coins for a piece of the land, hah
Something to pass when I'm passin' my prime
Hah
My world in the cards, full deck in my hand
Hah
As sure as the smog is pollutin' the land
Be what you wanna be as long
As you get the money right, yeah
Uh wise as my Chevy
My life's so fucked up
The drank don't get me buzzed
We ain't blood and they killed my cuz
Chuckin' C's since I was a cub
Young nigga grew up on hate
But where's the love? Ashin' dubs, uh (yeah)
Niggas don't understand until you
Leap over twenty-five dancin' with devils
Guess you would say I'm one
Of the lucky types no, fuck you thought?
Playin' tooth fairy, Santa before I'm buried
Easter egg huntin'
Pickin' seeds out the pumpkin
Six years straight
The valentine for my munchkin
I made a queen outta nothin'
Told me stay in school
My dream was just a small percentage
Said a million wasn't realistic
Last year, I spent it
What's the laws of physics?
Move pounds or move down to Section 8 livin'
Grew up around Crippin', woo business, uh
And if I never make it to twenty-five
I swear to God I'm still gon' fly, nigga
But it's still my time, nigga
Tell me who gon' fly with me? Yeah
Who gon' ride with ya? Who gon' fly with ya?
It's still my time yeah
It's still my time, nigga yeah
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Blank faces say
Smokers and dope fiends, hookers and players
Dope in the vein, youngins servin' the meds
Run from the police, jump from the ledge
Be what you wanna be as long
As you get the money right, yeah
Niggas don't understand until you
Leap over twenty-five
Dancin' with devils, never knew how to
Treat your woman right, yeah, huh
Feet on the pedal
Runnin' over jokers and funny types
Word to my OG, he gone
That nigga fresh out of strikes
I should know better
Heaven knows that I ain't
The dummy type, nah, hmm
I should be flyin' home without a care
My baby don't want no toys
She want me there, hah
Trade the noise for a piece of divine, hah
Save up my coins for a piece of the land, hah
Something to pass when I'm passin' my prime
Hah
My world in the cards, full deck in my hand
Hah
As sure as the smog is pollutin' the land
Be what you wanna be as long
As you get the money right, yeah
Uh wise as my Chevy
My life's so fucked up
The drank don't get me buzzed
We ain't blood and they killed my cuz
Chuckin' C's since I was a cub
Young nigga grew up on hate
But where's the love? Ashin' dubs, uh (yeah)
Niggas don't understand until you
Leap over twenty-five dancin' with devils
Guess you would say I'm one
Of the lucky types no, fuck you thought?
Playin' tooth fairy, Santa before I'm buried
Easter egg huntin'
Pickin' seeds out the pumpkin
Six years straight
The valentine for my munchkin
I made a queen outta nothin'
Told me stay in school
My dream was just a small percentage
Said a million wasn't realistic
Last year, I spent it
What's the laws of physics?
Move pounds or move down to Section 8 livin'
Grew up around Crippin', woo business, uh
And if I never make it to twenty-five
I swear to God I'm still gon' fly, nigga
But it's still my time, nigga
Tell me who gon' fly with me? Yeah
Who gon' ride with ya? Who gon' fly with ya?
It's still my time yeah
It's still my time, nigga yeah
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