My Eyez
If you looked into my eyes, you see my pupils bright
Saggy bags, underneath, from his pain in the sky
Hell yea he Paid the price, fucked round got fucked over, not on dice
But tricked his life, guess I'm cassanova
You say you right, but you not right, you on a cloud of Nova
I get it you a Poser, amused by those who boasting
You not from this ocean, you Mrs.Pigaloo
Mimosa, guessed it wrong, done for you, I wouldn't even close
Second wind, tryna catch that dose
Shit, lemme go and catch it doe, Im high as fuck
Tryna Keep from Disorderly conduct, feel his life, finna bomb
Fuck, on the edge of his seat, but a peek just to see
It's long way for body touch, to the ground
See you sit on yo ass in a room, and see who you still fuckin with now
And the list start to gettin real shorter, and tighter, mo shit that's renounced
And you cant do nun, on nun, speak how you feel and be bounced
If you looked into my eyes, you see my pupils bright
Saggy bags, underneath, from his pain in the sky
Hell yea he Paid the price, fucked round got fucked over, not on dice
But tricked his life, guess I'm cassanova
You say you right, but you not right, you on a cloud of Nova
I get it you a Poser, amused by those who boasting
You not from this ocean, you Mrs.Pigaloo
Mimosa, guessed it wrong, done for you, I wouldn't even close
If you looked into my eyes you see the realest nigga, saw, seen
In human, nigga a public figure
No, not yo ordinary, dime-bag, he tryna test yo, muthfckin wisdom
Dont let em do that to ya
Me nd you not, we aint the same, me nd you
We cut two anto, you diagonal, Im too straight, to be looped
He Bred to be Strouse
Kinfolk suffer, Im up Late, gone get Loose, that simple
They cross that line, you stiff, send threats, you sniff, still wiping yo dimple
These niggas pussy bitch mayne
Man, these niggas pussy as a bitch, mayne
Philanthropy, well documented showin, Ima brick
His Hancock onnat Blank face, confirmed all that buddy snitched
Its Mando, need no commando, its ova, out his reach
I wash my hands with yo filth, and scraped my fingernails for crumbs
This what it is bitch
If you looked into my eyes, you see my pupils bright
Saggy bags, underneath, from his pain in the sky
Hell yea he Paid the price, fucked round got fucked over, not on dice
But tricked his life, guess I'm cassanova
You say you right, but you not right, you on a cloud of Nova
I get it you a Poser, amused by those who boasting
You not from this ocean, you Mrs.Pigaloo
Mimosa, guessed it wrong, done for you, I wouldn't even close
Saggy bags, underneath, from his pain in the sky
Hell yea he Paid the price, fucked round got fucked over, not on dice
But tricked his life, guess I'm cassanova
You say you right, but you not right, you on a cloud of Nova
I get it you a Poser, amused by those who boasting
You not from this ocean, you Mrs.Pigaloo
Mimosa, guessed it wrong, done for you, I wouldn't even close
Second wind, tryna catch that dose
Shit, lemme go and catch it doe, Im high as fuck
Tryna Keep from Disorderly conduct, feel his life, finna bomb
Fuck, on the edge of his seat, but a peek just to see
It's long way for body touch, to the ground
See you sit on yo ass in a room, and see who you still fuckin with now
And the list start to gettin real shorter, and tighter, mo shit that's renounced
And you cant do nun, on nun, speak how you feel and be bounced
If you looked into my eyes, you see my pupils bright
Saggy bags, underneath, from his pain in the sky
Hell yea he Paid the price, fucked round got fucked over, not on dice
But tricked his life, guess I'm cassanova
You say you right, but you not right, you on a cloud of Nova
I get it you a Poser, amused by those who boasting
You not from this ocean, you Mrs.Pigaloo
Mimosa, guessed it wrong, done for you, I wouldn't even close
If you looked into my eyes you see the realest nigga, saw, seen
In human, nigga a public figure
No, not yo ordinary, dime-bag, he tryna test yo, muthfckin wisdom
Dont let em do that to ya
Me nd you not, we aint the same, me nd you
We cut two anto, you diagonal, Im too straight, to be looped
He Bred to be Strouse
Kinfolk suffer, Im up Late, gone get Loose, that simple
They cross that line, you stiff, send threats, you sniff, still wiping yo dimple
These niggas pussy bitch mayne
Man, these niggas pussy as a bitch, mayne
Philanthropy, well documented showin, Ima brick
His Hancock onnat Blank face, confirmed all that buddy snitched
Its Mando, need no commando, its ova, out his reach
I wash my hands with yo filth, and scraped my fingernails for crumbs
This what it is bitch
If you looked into my eyes, you see my pupils bright
Saggy bags, underneath, from his pain in the sky
Hell yea he Paid the price, fucked round got fucked over, not on dice
But tricked his life, guess I'm cassanova
You say you right, but you not right, you on a cloud of Nova
I get it you a Poser, amused by those who boasting
You not from this ocean, you Mrs.Pigaloo
Mimosa, guessed it wrong, done for you, I wouldn't even close
Credits
Writer(s): Nigel Dobbs
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