Fuck Out my Face


Gun Slingers + Goyard

King Push is synonymous with kingpin
Chess moves on your checkerboard, king him

Yeah, this is gun slingers and Goyard
Uh, this is O Dog in the courtyard

You wonder why I’m still here
I’m America’s worst nightmare
Night, night nigga

Mama Said

It was welfare hustlin’, they killed her for that
The first shot, bullet wound in my back
I’m fucked up, look at my sneakers, I’m fucked up
Now I’m on my own, mommy gone
Sam said, “you a young boy, why your clothes look so old?
You don’t need fish, little nigga, you need a pole
You don’t need no new kicks, you need an O”
Chop that, bag it, get right back at it
That touched me, it hit me in my heart
I’m a hustler, homie, you was giving me my start