UglyFace - Not the Homie EP1

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Say you love me baby
Why you leave me for them?
Why you doin me this way?
Used to be elated when you came to the crib

Now I can’t look you in your face
Now you lonely
Again
But you the homie

And then
Come on bae, know I go oj
Go Dre when he was round Oshae
Know what they gone say

I’m a muthafuckin monster
Like I was hiding brinstar
This is what you made me crazy
Fight in the car foreign

Boring if ain’t mayhem Lauren
Took me touring, down for the important
Gown for your gorgeous evil ways
Deceitful plays

Couldn’t sleep thought I needed thе gauge
Address excеssive look for holes in the message
If there’s hoes I been texting
If I’m defensive I did the shit

I’m on offense, something off then It’s all off scent
Smell you talkin shit, always hawkin bitch
Can’t be phase by the game she play
Behaved or the cops in play

Some take the love shove it in ya face
Think they earn right disrespect
Til you check, best come correct
Fuck yo sex, fuck yo games

It’s bout respect on my name
Say you love me baby
Why you leave me for them?
Why you doin me this way?

Used to be elated when you came to the crib
Now I can’t look you in your face
Now you lonely
Again

But you the homie
And then
You should be ashamed
Disrespecting program

I guess it’s the game we play
Told me false promises
Talk about kids
Leading my mind astray
Now you lonely
Again
 
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UglyFace The collective has created music together for years in California from Oakland to Stockton. Kevin Farpella and Aaron Temple were introduced by Andre Mosley. They would later be dubbed UglyFace, by Aric Jones a Bay Area kid with Chicago roots, after some hard hitting sessions. The group would temporarily disband to sharpen their individual swords. Singer Andre Mosley at Patchwerk Studios in Atlanta, Georgia, Aaron Temple in Brooklyn, New York and Aric Jones in Los Angeles with only Kevin Farpella remaining in Tracy, CA. With a strengthened brotherhood they’ve decided to finish what they started, writing and producing their own music.