On the dead locs Blueface baby Yeah, aight, on the dead locs Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I had to wake that bitch up, she was 'sleep on me (wake yo' ass up) Yea aight, look at me now, lil' baby Fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout? Tough on the 'Gram, bet you the .223

Baby just come to me Tell me what's goin' on Baby I love you so I never let you go Waiting for warm embrace I'm living in the space Be what you want to be Tell me what's going on I'm looking for your face Don't break my heart tonight

As I was set to fall in Gain the wolf I'm looking for you in the woods tonight, I'm looking Looking for you in my flashlight, I'm searching From in the high or down the ocean And I face myself in reason Conjure me as a child Slipping down a web side

Color me this way Color me that way Color me inside out Color me upside down We painted our faces We were at resting place in for the light I must admit on that resting site We looked alright But now it's just traces

‘Cause I’m in paradise If I’m dreaming here You should let me be When I look at you It’s like a getaway I could feel the sun It’s shinin’ on my face Don’t let me wake Every time we kiss

Look behind what lies on the surface rituals to read the signs signify the life I leave behind... behind, Lies set me free, release me, embrace me, cleanse me I am not alone something so much greater than I look behind What lies on the surface humbled

Look nigga, I've been this way Since them niggas loaded up them shotgun shells And shot my older cousin Nessa all in his face Fuck niggas talkin', my teachers called me a disgrace Had to pull up on 'em last weekend in the big Wraith I sold work on sick

She's just my kind of girl, she makes me feel fine She's just my kind of girl, without her I'm blue Look at her face, it's a wonderful face And it means something special to me Look at the way that she smiles when she sees me How lucky can one fellow be

One time, two times, three times Sometimes I scrap sometimes Im throwin up the peace sign Its two sides to a nigga though I said Its two sides to a nigga yo Ay look sometimes I'm feeling high Then I'm feeling low Lord will I die will I survive let a

Everyone thinks that we're perfect Please don't let them look through the curtains Places, places, get in your places Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces Picture, picture, smile for the picture Pose with your brother, won't you be a good