Face The World Lyrics - Nipsey Hussle

When all dreams seem to die 

The summer's gone, the breeze stops blowing 

The sun just leaves the sky 

Yeah 

Uh 

Yeah, this your life, you can play with it 

You make your bed, you gon' lay in it 

Do your thing, just be safe with it 

Triple bunks in the state prison 

Blue laces in my blue chucks 

I ain't never gave two fucks 

BET I chucked the hood up 

Asking if that nigga Nip hood, what 

Like I wouldn'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 

Nineteen touchin' two birds 

Alpinas off a few swerves 

Grey leather in my white Lincoln 

Shit smellin' like a new purse 

Two C's on my bitch shit 

My money risin' like Bisquick 

Six words hope you get this 

Rich Rapper On Some Crip Shit 

I prayed for blessings as a young nigga 

Not to learn the hard lessons of a drug dealer 

Triple life with a gang enhancement 

The judge triple white and he hate your blackness 

Slam the gavel with a racist passion 

Got you waitin' on appeals but your patience passin' 

All you've got to offer is a fight 

It's too late to run to Christ once you caught up in this life 

Look 

So face the world now or cry 

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Look 

Don't cry tears, they don't fly here 

And if you don't die here, you supposed to fly lears 

365 here is like a dog year 

No wonder why these niggas 20 and got white hairs 

Stressin' like they 40 and some change 

Slowly in this game, all my homies is in pain 

And brodie is the slang, but it don't mean he your brother 

It don't mean you can trust him, it don'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 

While them niggas story's gettin' cake holmes 

I bet my life I'm a dice shaker 

Electric lights on a skyscraper 

Was up and downs for a real nigga 

But you'll be lame all your life, hater 

Mac-10 in my black Benz 

Show me signals of betrayal, can'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 moms right niggas 

Got this shit twisted like Jean-Michel Basquiat destroyed his pictures 

Self-inflicted homicide, don't pull the trigger 

I feel like I got to tell you you got something to contribute 

Regardless what you into, regardless what you been through 

I feel like I got to tell you you got something to contribute 

Something to contribute 

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