Tunnel Vision

Spit your game
Talk your shit
Grab your gat
Call your clique
Windows tint
Imma pimp
In a 6
Don't need to see who in it
Bust a jab in 5 minutes
But I'm riding slow
Thru my village
Gucci Lou
Louis linen
Crib can't reach my roof
But the Porsche
I'm dropping my ceiling
Niggas weapon concealing
It's New York thy stay hidden
Have the pop offs do my bidding
Only way they revealin
There's a problem
Good riddens
550 good riding
Cuz ur shawty
Love the way that I'm driving
Park up
Seat reclining
Here her moan
Think she crying
IJ I'm not lying
IJ bitch I ball
Thts Kobe Bryant
So u kno I'm whylin
Whn I bring racks
To that mall
That's Neiman Marcus
Dnt need to park sht
Cuz the valet do that all
I mean the haters
Won't see u later
Valet spot u u fall
No hands niggas
Dnt brawl
Baby ride out
Bitch u crawl
Mami throwback
Like a jersey
Then the cabs here Jersey shore
Bags there near that door
IJ no encore
I meet a hoe
Then greet a hoe
Once The ford here
I explore
She catch a bite
I'm in jaws

Seeing through
A tunnel vision
And I don't wanna stop
I love how I living
I jus wanna make tht dou
I jus wanna get that green
Wanna pop that thot
Wanna sell tht show
I jus wanna cop tht whip
Wanna rock this Ice
Wanna spit my flow
Seeing through
A tunnel vision
And I don't wanna stop
I love how I living
I jus wanna make tht dou
I jus wanna get that green
Wanna pop that thot
Wanna sell tht show
I jus wanna cop tht whip
Wanna rock this Ice
Wanna spit my flow



Credits
Writer(s): Idris Jones
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