Eyes Closed

It's funny niggas talkin' crazy but I know they ain't
I had to put that shit to bed, I had to show my face
Got shortie givin' me straight face like it's a poker game
It's funny I cant feel no love, my heart on novocaine
If you wanna play the game you gotta know the game
Bitch when I hit the stage in Houston I'ma go insane
I need a bitch that's out my league 'cuz I don't know my range
Unless you talkin' bout the rover, thats my main thing
Oh yeah you know I need them Benjis for the gang gang
If you gettin' in my way I'll make it bang bang
Need Ms in the bank, fuck maintain
I cant wait to drop a hundred on my name chain
Sippin' whiskey out the bottle with my thotty in the 'Lago
They like when my life gon' turn up, I'm like how the fuck should I know
I got way too much to, do this shit is work it's not the lotto
That's why every night I'm up, bitch it's so late that it's tomorrow
I be gassed up in Atlanta, I be tweakin' in Chicago
I be buggin' in New Jersey, really anywhere that I go
I heard you don fell in love with a new shortie, she a thot though
This shit hard as fuck to you but I can do it with my eyes closed



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Writer(s): Moses Laporte
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