CLEAR EYES (feat. ChrisRebellion)

I'm just a baller shot caller if she texting don't stall her
Its an uphill game if the price is right Bob Barker
Shoot my shot in the spur of the moment like Tony Parker
She a coke head hitting them rails, she Tony Hawk'n
She wanna black out, catch a whiff off the doobies
'Cause my bros out back hitting blunts in a Jacuzzi
Garcia y Vega in rotation and we zooted
Trees loud like Oscar Proud calling out for Trudy
I suggest that y'all quit curving me
Stay ready to hit the booth and smack a person verbally
Especially the young'ns, dare to utter any word to me
You could catch a shot to ya chest like its Bourbon Street
Ya camp goin' be spooked in the midst of all the urgency
And next they hear is 911, your emergency
Me up on wax is an assault case
Sus niggas pull a Weinstein on they court dates

There's more to life to figure out from
Certain something the eyes can't plainly see
When I'm out here trying to shoot my shot up
Afterwards its all so clear to me
I'm just going bout my way
I'm just going bout my way

Tripping off these bong rips, coming off a long shift
Onsol we on shit, aiming at all Targets
Jealous ones envy hoping they could reach the bar quick
Looking for the short cuts, 90's Nia Long shit
My pen is my sword, you have sealed your fate
Better get it through ya Noodle, it is near, don't blink
Can't deny the fan reach, you can hear those sing
It's Gorilla warfare, got that Feel Good Inc
Fuck a rapper with they lukewarm hate in the scenes
Trying hard to feel important it is blatant to me
Spit hellfire and brimstone, slaying the beings
Every corner blowing up with my Kane in the ring
Got it locked, grip tight like a wifebeater
Your most fire bar ever written is my light heaters
Wack figures never knew I'm all forreal
Now I'm pulling all the cards like I'm Yu-Gi on the field

There's more to life to figure out from
Certain something the eyes can't plainly see
When I'm out here trying to shoot my shot up
Afterwards its all so clear to me
I'm just going bout my way
I'm just going bout my way

I just go about my way and mind my business
I just go about my way, can I get a witness
I just go about my way, nice guy and misfit
I just go about my way, bullshit get dismissed
That be the case, 9 times out of 10
I'm just looking at my age group, I ain't come with them
Off the grid, I be venturing, nothing but my knowledge and my vision
Phone silent and the doobie I be gripping
That just how it be, ask somebody on what made me this way
They goin' tell you that I'm stubborn, don't know how to behave
Its the same attitude that done put me on planes
From Atlanta, LA, I'm Bron Bron with the fade

I'm just going bout my way...