Young Mugz, Mac Miller, Da$H, Earl Sweatshirt - NEW FACES V3. lyrics

Seems like before the ice
People ain't as nice rats try to give dap
Men don't move with mice i seen it twice
People switch when I improved
It seems progress just isn't approved
Unless you bring em with you give em handouts
You ain't pay for stu time
Write rhymes or standout
So what I owe occasional bros
That move like hoes
That wanna spoil in my riches
And rock my gold
But couldn't make it to a show
In a hole in the wall
But want VIP backstage tickets when
The crowd isn't small
New faces came with some
New faces that's unknown
You can keep the fake infused
With hate leave me alone
In a room with some tunes


And blunt just to vibe
Hugs was limited now she wanna be my bride
Well aren't I the same guy from freshman year
With the aero sweater and cornrows in hair

I've been drownin' with this shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow soul
You are drinkin' from a shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow soul

She luv me she luvs me not
Without a car in the lot or a big ol knot
Of cash in my pocket she's real
She will luv me before the deal
When I'm down and out she gon be my blunt
No gold in my mouth she gon be my fronts
She gon last more than months, we got years
She gon shoot my fears and catch my tears
That's music the only familiar face
The only place that gets me through the days
Through the pain, through the change
My umbrella through the rain
The only thing in my life
That stayed the same
It's a damn shame when I feel
Like this I'm the blame cause, I'm a sucker
Believing you would luv me
That would be lovely but I'm here
Off a pill drinking bluntly

In '09, we were still on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe
When I didn't have a brush
When it still wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me'
Fore I cleaned up a bit
Like it's company comin'
I ain't know we were on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few bucks under custody
And my twin brothers was all Syd's brothers
So my kin gully and my skin toughened
And thick lens coverin' my eyes now
They ain't bright, nigga, I'm just high now
And if this a different way
To clear my mind out
I need to find out, I'm doing fine now
And I don't look as stupid when I talk now
And everybody at the show look astounded
And posted up drowsyIn the cut
So much that it's pus
'round meCatch him in the
Daytime or dusk hours
Smokin' out the pound, houndin' mutts out it
If your tucks lousy then you
Can't sit with us (nah)
Can't call it harsh livin' when the margin
Between you and all these fuck niggas
Is about as large as it gets
And you workin', givin' arm and a leg
Say he workin' but he just
Talkin' cause he ain't workin'
Like a long distance bitch
Who you know that's out
That's harder than this?
Chargin' niggas like a Tomlison win, nigga
Slight frown on the brow on the brim
Color brown
Runnin' wild on the route that was picked
When the clouds branch out
And I'm out with my face in the shallow
Drownin' again

I've been drownin' with this shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow soul
You are drinkin' from a shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow soul

Drugs got me feelin' like Vigo Carpathian
Just look at the state he's in yo, yo
The most critically acclaimed
Slang contortionist
That ain't suckin' corporate dick
Said it with my balls in grip
Other hand got a cork to hit
All this Ralph be the sportsmanship
Walked in and said I needed all the chips
As well as the one on my shoulder
Feel like my heart got
Pneumonia, blunt laced
Covered in odorCops still lockin'
Niggas up for quotas
Brain still numb from the shit in the soda
So a generation lostFacin' a port
Out in vacant loft
Warrants bein' filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get obtained by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman while that cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, sittin' in his high rise
Tryna see the bright side of life
And a nigga just keep comin'
Back with a dark picture
It's like hard liquor
And see people are books
So you judge a mothafucka by the first page
And a bitch by the back cover
The crime is long-sleeved
So the tats covered
Real ones, I'm the last brother
When they see me on stageThey said
My shit was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his last number
Mothafucka

I've been drownin' with this shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow soul
You are drinkin' from a shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow soul

Well, isn't he dizzy off the up's
And down'sGot a little Whitney
Put it in a blunt for nowShe was supposed
To get me highWhy the fuck I
Wanna die now?And I'm strung out on this
Dusty couchIn a big white ugly
House, I told the bitch slow downStop
Runnin' your mouthYou holdin' my money
Just shut up and countMy
Right nostril hasn't worked in a
WeekPlus the plug got work, like
He servin' for a sheepMe, I'm
Swervin' in the JeepBurnin' weed
Doin' circles in the streetHow I'm playin'
My shit'll wake a baby upI get her faded
Put her back in the labiaAll
My life I've been afraid of powderAll my
Life I've been afraid of power
Where did all that go?The
Wrong decision always called
My phoneLast supper I was fuckin' with the
CorleonesI need somethin' stronger than
A cortisoneThat can save
Me from the war unknownShoutout to Soulo
(SOUL) and rest in peace Alori
JohThe devil on the other side of the glory
HoleAny time, any place, you could bet
I'ma eatCause my hand on the
Fork and the fork in
The roadLook at all these new
FacesI see, I see
I seeThey're comin' on the plane
But they're leavin' in
SuitcasesBeen a criminal before scales
Were digitalUsed the
Put the weed in the sole of my blue
AsicsHate myself up to strangersBut the raps
Are just way too flagrant, soHere I go
Here I goThrowin' up a prayer, it's
A Hail MaryI've never been religiousBut
I feel like the scripture's
Got it all thereIt's
Not just gypsies and fairiesThis could be my
Last breath, I'ma take my timeCause
I'ma go out the same way I came inRight
By the pussy with nothin' on my mind

You are standing in the
Shallow soulYou are speaking
With the shallow soulShallow
SoulI've been drowning
With this shallow soulShallow soul
Shallow soulYou are
Drinking from a shallow soulShallow soul
Shallow soul (fades)