​​bloodonmyface Fimiguerrero

[Intro: Imogen Heap & Fimiguerrero]
I can't wait to be with you
No, I just can't sit still
Are we there yet?
Takes me back... I remember
Such a magical place
It was all you
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[Verse 1]
How many minutes, hours or days
Do I gotta spray this blood on my face
Shit on my mind, I couldn't explain
I really outside, I'm one for a chase
I was so young, I swear down the [?] so dumb
Got spoof in my voice ain't break
No bread for my mum, I really had to get that ton
In my camera adjust them shades
And I'm just bait, way back in them days
I was ripping on days, just tryna get paid
I had braces, it never embraced me
Now I'm outside, just givin' them pain
When they talk on thе gang and they know it's a shame
That deal that thеy got couldn't give them a chain
I come from a place where we pick out the grains
Of the food that we eat, but they think they're the same
I'd be lyin' if I said I'm a saint
And it's still lyin' if I said I can't change
I had teachers back in the day, try say I weren't shit
So I doubled their wage
I thank God every time I touch base (Why?)
They wanna judge man for their race
I'll spend racks, still think we're the same
African man, but I'm makin' it rain
African man, but I walk with a limp
They talk on the gang and my name with a [Skin?]
Givenchy loafers, bitch I'm a pimp
My name's [Bare bae?] like Ally or Sing
They [Will?] at my sets, like I'm doing up gym
We wheel up the ride, then bill up a king
Tonight got a show at Paris, the home office don't want me to win