Say It to My Face Songtext
von Tom MacDonald & Adam Calhoun
Say It to My Face Songtext
Dog, I hope, and I pray, I′ll run into you one day
All the rumors and the gossip, you can say it to my face
But you won't, that′s okay, I'll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking, you come say it to my face
Everybody talk loud, everybody want it 'til they fall down knocked out
Pull up at the wrong house, pop, pop, pop, pop
All y′all caught ′round shot down
All these slick talkers
Pissed off they don't get dollars
I′ll give you flowers when I'm at your funeral
You and your people are in coffins
This ain′t Twitter, this is life dawg
You do it for the likes dawg
You do it for the clout
Your house can barely keep the lights on
You a fraud, you lying to fans
I'm rich and happy everyday
And you just lie on the ′Gram
Dawg I hope, and I pray, I'll run into you one day
All the rumors and the gossip, you can say it to my face
Bet you won't, that′s okay, I′ll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking you come say it to my face (say it to my face dawg)
I'm out of order, I can′t call it, just don't tell me you an artist
You the hardest when it comes to sucking dick, yo′ shit is garbage
You ain't got the stomach for it, probably need to sip on water
Old shit was super dope, my new shit is hitting harder
Listen, this ain′t fiction, you get hit with bricks and mortar
Flick 'em, take a picture, stick 'em in the box like you shipping orders
I′m the shit, check my manuscript, I don′t fit in borders
Life's a bitch and then you die, make sure you hit the Lord up
Dawg, I hope, and I pray, I run into you one day
All the rumors and the gossip you can say it to my face
But you won′t, that's okay, I′ll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking you come say it to my face
Fuck it, I'm 20 summers, pack it and tuck the commas
Niggas be wolfing ′bout it, I'ma do what I wanna
Sealing this stuff a bumper, road trip in the winter
Whole clip put it in ya, forgive me Lord, I'm a sinner
Veteran no beginner, ya bitch want me a bender
A stain bitch you a dinner, lame bitch I′m a winner
Lane switch in the foreign, I came through with a switch
Yo, maybe say you born, you pillow talk like a bitch
Dawg, I hope, and I pray I run into you one day
All the rumors and the gossip you can say it to my face
But you won′t, that's okay, I′ll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking you come say it to my face
Just bought a J five Glock to put a mop in it
My Cudi with me block bending, we catch his whip and throw shots at it
Look here bitch, I been popping I was Bobbers Bird in Rick Turn
I can't let nobody harm me, smoking shit a shot big worm
Like bro chill, don′t you know we on the opp block?
Hit him with the Glock pretend we leave him in the drop top
Fop, fop, twat, stop
Talking out his neck, the same shit that got pop-pop
Dawg, I hope, and I pray, I'll run into you one day
All the rumors and the gossip, you can say it to my face
But you won′t, that's okay, I'll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking, you gon′ say it to my face
People talking all the gangsta shit is just a bunch of garbage
Mad child, I got mental problems I′ve already lost my marbles
See ya face to face see demons dancing in my eyeballs
I'm liable to do something I′ll regret, I'm already suicidal
Devils riding shotgun I mentally torture gopher
I′d hit with a ball peen hammer then go to work with a blow torch
The reapers in California don't say that I didn′t warn them
The loudest one in the room I'm the quiet guy in the corner
Dwag, I hope, and I pray, I'll run into you one day
All the rumors and the gossip, you can say it to my face
But you won′t, that′s okay, I'll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking, you gon′ say it to my face
All the rumors and the gossip, you can say it to my face
But you won't, that′s okay, I'll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking, you come say it to my face
Everybody talk loud, everybody want it 'til they fall down knocked out
Pull up at the wrong house, pop, pop, pop, pop
All y′all caught ′round shot down
All these slick talkers
Pissed off they don't get dollars
I′ll give you flowers when I'm at your funeral
You and your people are in coffins
This ain′t Twitter, this is life dawg
You do it for the likes dawg
You do it for the clout
Your house can barely keep the lights on
You a fraud, you lying to fans
I'm rich and happy everyday
And you just lie on the ′Gram
Dawg I hope, and I pray, I'll run into you one day
All the rumors and the gossip, you can say it to my face
Bet you won't, that′s okay, I′ll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking you come say it to my face (say it to my face dawg)
I'm out of order, I can′t call it, just don't tell me you an artist
You the hardest when it comes to sucking dick, yo′ shit is garbage
You ain't got the stomach for it, probably need to sip on water
Old shit was super dope, my new shit is hitting harder
Listen, this ain′t fiction, you get hit with bricks and mortar
Flick 'em, take a picture, stick 'em in the box like you shipping orders
I′m the shit, check my manuscript, I don′t fit in borders
Life's a bitch and then you die, make sure you hit the Lord up
Dawg, I hope, and I pray, I run into you one day
All the rumors and the gossip you can say it to my face
But you won′t, that's okay, I′ll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking you come say it to my face
Fuck it, I'm 20 summers, pack it and tuck the commas
Niggas be wolfing ′bout it, I'ma do what I wanna
Sealing this stuff a bumper, road trip in the winter
Whole clip put it in ya, forgive me Lord, I'm a sinner
Veteran no beginner, ya bitch want me a bender
A stain bitch you a dinner, lame bitch I′m a winner
Lane switch in the foreign, I came through with a switch
Yo, maybe say you born, you pillow talk like a bitch
Dawg, I hope, and I pray I run into you one day
All the rumors and the gossip you can say it to my face
But you won′t, that's okay, I′ll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking you come say it to my face
Just bought a J five Glock to put a mop in it
My Cudi with me block bending, we catch his whip and throw shots at it
Look here bitch, I been popping I was Bobbers Bird in Rick Turn
I can't let nobody harm me, smoking shit a shot big worm
Like bro chill, don′t you know we on the opp block?
Hit him with the Glock pretend we leave him in the drop top
Fop, fop, twat, stop
Talking out his neck, the same shit that got pop-pop
Dawg, I hope, and I pray, I'll run into you one day
All the rumors and the gossip, you can say it to my face
But you won′t, that's okay, I'll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking, you gon′ say it to my face
People talking all the gangsta shit is just a bunch of garbage
Mad child, I got mental problems I′ve already lost my marbles
See ya face to face see demons dancing in my eyeballs
I'm liable to do something I′ll regret, I'm already suicidal
Devils riding shotgun I mentally torture gopher
I′d hit with a ball peen hammer then go to work with a blow torch
The reapers in California don't say that I didn′t warn them
The loudest one in the room I'm the quiet guy in the corner
Dwag, I hope, and I pray, I'll run into you one day
All the rumors and the gossip, you can say it to my face
But you won′t, that′s okay, I'll keep hoping and I pray
All that bullshit you been talking, you gon′ say it to my face
Writer(s): Thomas Macdonald, Shane Ralph, Adam Calhoun Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com