See It In Your Eyes
(Flawless Mafia) (FergieManbeats)
I can see it in your eyes
You ain't catch no stripe (Uh)
You ain't catch no stripe
Wanna be life of the party, this ain't yo life
You living in another one, cause you died
I feel story for your family
Holy shit, holy tragedy
I can see it in your eyes
You don't want this life
You ain't tryna catch a stripe, your first stripe
Imma try to chill wit you
Give you Adidas cause you like the stripes
(Aye) Want the sweat?
Whats the Jwett?
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
What the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
I can see it in your eyes
You don't want this life
It ain't for everyone
Whats the sweat?
Whats the Jwett?
Whats the Jwett?
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Imma need a Gatorade (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the sweat?
Whats the sweat?
Whats the sweat?
Imma need a Gatorade
Imma check you like Nike, imma check you so nicely
They said what is that, that's a white tee (Uh, yeah)
You don't want this life, yo eyes deceive you (Damn)
You need a preview, you don't want this life
You ain't ready for this life
You ain't ready for this life
I can see it in your eyes
You not ready for this pain
Every time you see pain, you get stained
Pop down, leave a stain, hit your brain
2-2 In the click-clack bang
Kurt Cobain, leave them hanging on my bangs
Want this life?
You don't want this life
You don't want this life
You don't want this life
Whats the Jwett?
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
You don't want sweat (Uh)
You don't want smoke, you'll get smoked (Uh)
Leave you in the cold, she wont choke (Uh)
I'm with my bro (Uh)
Rollie-rollie, two-tone faced
Rollie-rollie, two-tone faced, leave them in the case
And she gotta go to the bank, and she basic
I don't wanna leave her damn, you leave her in the basement
What the fuck, nigga
I take her out nigga, the fuck is wrong with you
I didn't teach you like that nigga
I didn't teach you like that, i'm gone leave a strap nigga (Uh)
Fuck is wrong with you, get her out
Get her out, get her out
Leave her coat, do it for the clout (Uh)
Leave her out, leave her out
Do it for the clout, for the clout
For the clout, for the clout
I can see it in your eyes
You ain't catch no stripe (Uh)
You ain't catch no stripe
Wanna be life of the party, this ain't yo life
You living in another one, cause you died
I feel story for your family
Holy shit, holy tragedy
I can see it in your eyes
You don't want this life
You ain't tryna catch a stripe, your first stripe
Imma try to chill wit you
Give you Adidas cause you like the stripes
(Aye) Want the sweat?
Whats the Jwett?
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
What the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
I can see it in your eyes
You don't want this life
It ain't for everyone
Whats the sweat?
Whats the Jwett?
Whats the Jwett?
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Imma need a Gatorade (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the sweat?
Whats the sweat?
Whats the sweat?
Imma need a Gatorade
Imma check you like Nike, imma check you so nicely
They said what is that, that's a white tee (Uh, yeah)
You don't want this life, yo eyes deceive you (Damn)
You need a preview, you don't want this life
You ain't ready for this life
You ain't ready for this life
I can see it in your eyes
You not ready for this pain
Every time you see pain, you get stained
Pop down, leave a stain, hit your brain
2-2 In the click-clack bang
Kurt Cobain, leave them hanging on my bangs
Want this life?
You don't want this life
You don't want this life
You don't want this life
Whats the Jwett?
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the Jwett? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
Whats the sweat? (Uh)
You don't want sweat (Uh)
You don't want smoke, you'll get smoked (Uh)
Leave you in the cold, she wont choke (Uh)
I'm with my bro (Uh)
Rollie-rollie, two-tone faced
Rollie-rollie, two-tone faced, leave them in the case
And she gotta go to the bank, and she basic
I don't wanna leave her damn, you leave her in the basement
What the fuck, nigga
I take her out nigga, the fuck is wrong with you
I didn't teach you like that nigga
I didn't teach you like that, i'm gone leave a strap nigga (Uh)
Fuck is wrong with you, get her out
Get her out, get her out
Leave her coat, do it for the clout (Uh)
Leave her out, leave her out
Do it for the clout, for the clout
For the clout, for the clout
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Writer(s): Chris Hady
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