Rico Santino - Fleek Lyrics

I just took one to the face took a shot ain't tryna speak
Whos gonna make sure your nails and hair gon stay on fleek
I know that they selling dreams but I'm everything they claim to be
Promise I can change your life if you just come ride with me

Whos gonna get you after your shift
Whos gonna make sure your nails stay did
Here I go again sliding on the eastside
Got a new whip windows is tinted so they cannot see inside
Nowadays I do not know who to trust cause I swear that they all switching sides
Riding I'm smoking I'm popping I promise I'm just trine balance my highs and lows
These days I don't even gotta sell dope still ima be smoking on these prerolls
God bless me my body tangled in gold
I been working my life away where did time go
I'm not one them rappers to take for a joke
Got a license kill got a Glock in my coat
And it wasn't the winter when my heart turned cold
A lot of my old friends didn't stick to the code
A lot of my old friends didn't stick to the code

I just took one to the face took a shot ain't tryna speak
Whos gonna make sure your nails and hair gon stay on fleek
I know that they selling dreams but I'm everything they claim to be
Promise I can change your life if you just come ride with me

In club dancing on me like these niggas don't exist
Flex flex flex like we straight up out the gym
Nah I ain't married but I wear a diamond ring
Bitches in the venue came to see the kid sing
You know I'm the prince but she gonna treat me like the king
If they got one over on me took it on the chin
Gotta take a couple L's to learn how to win
I been living righteous lord forgive me for my sins
Smoking paper planes feeling like I got wings
If I pull up to the venue then I'm with a bad ting
Drinking out the bottle getting sloppy need a bib
Said that she was single I found out that was a fib
Now we both can't forget what we did
I been hanging with the same ones since a bit
Had to keep it 100 with the kids
I was popping way before I had my first gig
Walk up in the building got hunndits in the grip
Bitches get to choosing but they only get the dick
Yeah I'm not trine talk I'm trine see you buss a split
Rappers in fake gangs and fake chains and they still publish it