Blank Face ScHoolboy Q (Ft. Anderson .Paak)

[Intro: Anderson .Paak]
What you say? What you say?
Who you tellin'?
Blank faces
Say

[Verse 1: Anderson .Paak]
Smokers and dope fiends, hookers and players
Dope in the vein, youngins servin' the meds
Run from the police, jump from the ledge
Be what you wanna be as long as you get the money right, yeah
Niggas don't understand until you leap over twenty-five
Dancin' with devils, never knew how to treat your woman right, yeah, huh
Feet on the pedal, runnin' over jokers and funny types
Word to my OG, he gone, that nigga fresh out of strikes
I should know better
Heaven knows that I ain't the dummy type, nah, hmm
I should be flyin' home without a care
My baby don't want no toys, she want me there, hah
Trade the noise for a piece of divine, hah
Save up my coins for a piece of the land, hah
Something to pass when I'm passin' my prime, hah
My world in the cards, full deck in my hand, hah
As sure as the smog is pollutin' the land
Be what you wanna be as long as you get the money right, yeah