NIPSEY HUSSLE - Face The World Lyrics

When all dreams seem to die
SummerÂ’s gone, the breeze stops blowing
The sun just leaves the sky

This your life, you can play with it
You make your bed, you gonna lay in it
Do your thing, just be safe with it
Triple bunks in the state prison
Blue laces in my blue Chucks
I ainÂ’t never gave two fucks
BET, I chumped the hood up
Asking if that nigga Neff hood, what?
Like I wouldnÂ’t take it to the back with you
Same nigga walk the track with you
Same nigga shot a strap with you
Same nigga bought a sack with you
19, touching two birds
AlpenaÂ’s off a few swerves
Grey leather in my white Lincoln
Shit smelling like a new purse
Two Cs on my bitch, shit
My money rising like bitch, quick
Six words help you get this
Rich rapper on some crib shit
I prayed for blessings as a young nigga
Not to learn the hard lessons of a drug dealer
Triple life with a gang, they ask me
The judge triple white and he hate your blackness
He slam the gabble with a racist passion
Got you waiting on the pills but your patienceÂ’s passing
All youÂ’ve got to offer is a fight
ItÂ’s too late to run to Christ once youÂ’re caught up in this life

So face the world now or cry
Face the world
So face the world

Look, donÂ’t cry tears, they donÂ’t fly here
And if you donÂ’t die here, youÂ’re supposed to fly Lears
365 hereÂ’s like a dogÂ’s year
No wonder why these niggas 20 and got white hairs
Stressing like they 40 and some change
Slowly in this game, all my homies is in pain
And brody is the slang, but it donÂ’t mean he your brother
It donÂ’t mean you can trust him, it donÂ’t mean that he love you
And we was raised wrong but we stayed strong
And when we kept it real we got faked on
And when we showed up we got flaked on
A wilder niggaÂ’s story, getting cake, homes
I bet my life, IÂ’m a dice-shaker
Electric lights on a skyscraper
ItÂ’s up and down for a real nigga
But youÂ’ll be lame all your life, hater
Mac 10 in my black Benz
Show me signals of betrayal, canÂ’t be back friends
Long flights get my mind right
Victory to me is when you spend your time right
Victory to me is when you get your grind right
Victory to me is when you get your minds right
Niggas got this shit twisted
Like Jean-Michel Basquiat destroying his pictures
Self-inflicted homicide, donÂ’t pull the trigger
I feel like I got to tell you youÂ’ve got something to contribute
Regardless what you into, regardless what youÂ’ve been through
I feel like IÂ’ve got to tell you, you got something to contribute

So face the world now or cry
So face the world
So face the world
So face the world now or cry
Face the world now
So face the world now or cry
Face the world

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