Song Lyrics

See that nigga at home? It's all good
Mike WiLL Mike WiLL
Ear Drummers

That last drought was a setback
That red light is a death trap
That jail time was a wrist slap
That jail time was a quick nap
That red-bone is my new twap
I got a new coupe, you got a new app
I'm from Louisiana, the boot nigga
It's like boot camp, baby

Call the valet, pull up in front
Drop the top and let them bitches see the guts
I drop the top and let you bitches see the guts
We hitting licks, it taste like victory to us
And I always have faith (faith) in my plug (plug)
Clean slates (slate), dirty lungs
Give me my collection plate (plate), like reverend run (Run)
Moving snowflakes (flakes), so wear some Uggs
Nigga get the duct tape, (yeah) ski mask and gloves (yeah)
Don't leave a trace (don't leave a trace), don't leave a crumb
'Cause it's always what you take
Not who you took it from (Amen)
We just see them as bait
We just see them as young men that always have faith (faith)
In my connect
Shoot you in your Durex, leave you looking like a Kotex
And I'm always half baked, sipping slow death
Shining, putting these carrots in your face like a snowman
And I always have faith

I need to know
I need to I need to know
Tell me some'n (yeah)
Tell me some'n (yeah)

Is you stunting or you fucking or fucking stunting?
Is you balling or is you broke? We fucking stunting (we fucking stunting)
And if we partying with these hoes, we fucking some'n (we fucking some'n)
I'm from New Orleans on these hoes, I'm from the dungeon (I'm from the dungeon)
I can't be partying with these hoes, I'm out here hustlin' (I'm out here hustlin')

I'm out here hustlin', for a meal (meal)
She busting for a deal (she bust)
Beyonce wasn't lying, we all got bills, bills, bills
I try to tell my bitch that (bae), she say, yeah right with your rich ass (ok)
I can't fight with her thick ass (no way)
We cat fight then we kiss ass (ok)

That last drought was a setback (Amen)
That red light is a death trap (Amen)
That jail time was a wrist slap (Amen)
That jail time was a quick nap (sh)
That red-bone is my new twap
I got a new coupe, you got a new app (yeah)
Louisiana, the boot is like boot camp
And you know I'm stick this boot ass bitch ass nigga (yeah, yeah)

Told my bro I need a whole thang, I need a whole thang
Why he brought my ass some dog food? I need some cocaine (alright)
Had to tell my baby mama "front your daddy's whole thang" (alright)
Ain't no playing with my money, we ain't playing no games (tell 'em)
Hoody Baby, fat Jesus (tell 'em) I got all these gold chains
On the highway racing killers, we just call it road rage (Alright)
Call me neighbourhood Hoody, it's a neighbourhood thang
Man, my cellphone ringing, got a call from Mack Maine (Mack)
I got faith (I got faith) in my traphouse (in my traphouse)
State to state (state to state), I got it mapped out (I got it mapped out)
I got a safe (I got a safe) and a stashhouse (oh Lord)
Hoody Baby whip the white 'till I black out

I need to know (I need to know)
I need to, I need to know (alright)
Tell me some'n (yeah)
Tell me some'n (yeah)

Is you fucking or is you stunting or fucking stunting?
Is you balling or is you broke? We fucking stunting (fucking stunting)
We can't be partying with these hoes, we are fucking nothing (we can't be partying)
I'm from New Orleans on these hoes, I'm from the dungeon
I can't be partying, I'm out here hustlin' (I'm out here hustlin')

Always have faith (have faith)
In my plug (in my plug)
I had to scrape and get it out the mud
I ain't always have cake (no)
So I don't judge and my homies have faith in me so in Tunechi we trust
Tell 'em, hoes!

I need to know (I need to know)
I need to know, I need to know (yeah)
Tell me some'n (tell me sum'n)
Tell me some'n (tell me sum'n)
Is you stunting or is you fucking or fucking stunting? (mula)
Is you balling or is you broke? We fucking stunting

Dwayne Carter, Gerron Evaston Herring, Michael Len Williams, Omololu Akinlolu, Stephen Robert Hybicki

The duration of Faith is 4:45 minutes and seconds.