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  • Wale – Heel Face Freestyle (Priorities 5 Album) letras

    [Intro]
    Woah, yo
    Fuck them niggas who hate, yea
    Now we soundin’ sweet, go!
    (Sample: “Too sweeeeeeeet!”)

    [Hook]
    Fuck them niggas who hate, duck them bitches who fake
    Everybody is real and everybody two-faced
    Heel, face, heel, face, heel, wait
    Fuck them niggas who hate, duck them bitches who fake
    You could be an earthquake or be a snake
    Heel, face, heel, let’s get it
    Fuck with me

    [Verse]
    Fuck them bitches who fake, all my shit on my plate
    Got me under a fake one like you’re Donald’s toupé
    No real knowledge on foreign policy, obviously bait
    But it’s obvious broken promises shall be your fate
    I’m like the coldest, the dopest poet
    No bullshit, I’m so devoted
    I got at like 40 bitches, but I always go with Chloe
    My baby mama, G, my baby mama, G
    Label took like 40 hours for no MED’s
    And, pick up the Maybach
    I put these niggas in pieces, I duck shit
    And watch these niggas walk in feces on features
    See, the problem is
    They’re Malcolm Jamal Warner, I’m Malcolm X
    Compare, yea, realest nigga everywhere
    Keep my peeps in Christian and they never gon’ loose their Edge
    Fuck it though, we like, fuck it though
    Me and Sean, Big Puffy though
    He been on for a minute now
    But when him around I’ma double up
    Dropped one, hit a number one
    Fuck you niggas, I’m goin’ number one
    Fuck you niggas, I’m Curt Hennig
    Y’all niggas lookin’ like bubble gum
    Real shooter, Prince Balor
    Real shooter, Prince Devitt
    Only Buddha, no Len Bias
    Nobody try us, we’re too excellent
    The execution here too special
    Bless the booth, what I do special
    You’re a main event? I’m a main event
    What I do? Pay-per-view special
    You sleep on Folarin still?
    I’m peepin’ on you artists still
    MMG still the hottest deal
    Like Ric, Tully, and Arn still
    I’m on my Ric Flair
    Hit your head, infared weapon, no sixes
    I’m on my Nature Boy
    Niggas try to fuck up my money
    Still leave with the gold

    [Hook]
    Fuck them niggas who hate, fuck them bitches who fake
    You could be an earthquake or be a snake
    Heel, face, heel, face, heel, yea
    Fuck them niggas who hate, fuck them bitchs who fake
    Everybody is real and everybody two-faced
    Heel, face, heel, face