Eye Soulation

Let me tell you what's fame to me
Going broke, nothing made this week
Cameras places where I'm paid to be
Taking pictures they get paid to leak
Always slick about some shit that they're going to say to me
Now I don' ran up in your shit for entertainment beef
Ain't seen the man since and the case is beat
You're a killer but it really don't pertain to me
Torture chamber, see if niggas who they claim to be
But let's talk about the flow and how it saved the streets
So deep they don't even care who made the beat
Just know it came from YouTube, and came for free
Bet my niggas remove you, if you came for me
You're going to kill for the block, they're going to rename the street
Said that shit to some lifers and knew it made them think
Can't be mad at my son, he's the same as me
Same brain, name, hair hang like Jesus sheets

Swear to God I was on it, wigged out on some niggas
Blacked out, did a whole lot of shit til this day, nigga still can't remember
When the state gives you dinner
Writes you off as a sinner
Nigga act like he know me, make me put something in him
I'll be gone til December

AirPod connected
Flow unprotected
Tupac injected
Fueled with dynamics
Swim in pajamas
South Beach around us
Uptown they found us
Turn stones to mountain
Drinking from drowning
Flow come from fountains
They seem to doubt us
More than they count us
Dumb off that hatred, dealing them downers
Falling from slipping, signs come from round us

Pray all money counters, pray out all money counters
Save all my change and rob all mall fountains

Pray, Pray all money counters
Pray all money counters
Save all my change and rob all mall fountains

Bey Bey, what they say

They say you get a grey area and just kind of dig through that motherfucker
Uptown put it down



Credits
Writer(s): Melvyn Felton
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