Eyes close
Should I be a less me
All I wanted was a crib in the back a jet ski
Chevy impala skate on em Gretzky
Heater on the side you don't wanna temp me
Everything cost a dollar in the land of the free
Modern day slave are you what you wanna be
Closest to royalty
Eating crackers sipping tea
So you know I ain't never give a fuck about no queen
Duchess and shit some my niggas got bricks
Credit cards on deck and they praying for hit
One heater 9 shots trying to find a new clip
I wanna do good walk in MLK steps
But the pressures of life turn me to a misfit
Getting fuck by every angle
Whole dream tangled
Niggas on a horse head high like Django
Make sure that see me so I ride slow
Saying that they got next that's a typo
Eating but they pockets on lipo
Saying that they hot shit I know
I could do that shit with my eyes close
Saying that they got next that's a typo
Eating but they pockets on lipo
Saying that they hot shit I know
I could do that shit with my eyes close
Hocus pocus
My flows the dopest
Come from the bottom
No top on the lotus
Like eyes on ya ass bitch I'm focus
Marvel made all the money give nothing to us
Don't wanna see me win walk under these nuts
Bet you satisfied till we all in cuffs
Bars diarrhea and ya crew not tough
Old school like them shoot outs when ya got scuffed
Got a cold heart got head pussy act up
Got a room full of haters make um all line up
Bet they really fans
Never wanna see me quit
Bet they catch ya boy dive into a mush pit
Bet I make em sick all venom i spit
Bet I make you mad all this money I get
She ain't on ya body if that pussy not wet
Cut the light off all I wanted was neck
Saying they got next that's a typo
Eating but they pockets on lipo
Saying that they hot shit I know
I could do that shit with my eyes close
Saying they got next that's a typo
Eating but they pockets on lipo
Saying that they hot shit I know
I could do that shit with my eyes close
Yall make this shit feel harder that it actually is
Or maybe it just
That I that on point
This shit really not that hard
Their niggas going this shit off the top
Niggas is trash man no fucking bars
We do this shit with our eyes close nigga
Its easy
All I wanted was a crib in the back a jet ski
Chevy impala skate on em Gretzky
Heater on the side you don't wanna temp me
Everything cost a dollar in the land of the free
Modern day slave are you what you wanna be
Closest to royalty
Eating crackers sipping tea
So you know I ain't never give a fuck about no queen
Duchess and shit some my niggas got bricks
Credit cards on deck and they praying for hit
One heater 9 shots trying to find a new clip
I wanna do good walk in MLK steps
But the pressures of life turn me to a misfit
Getting fuck by every angle
Whole dream tangled
Niggas on a horse head high like Django
Make sure that see me so I ride slow
Saying that they got next that's a typo
Eating but they pockets on lipo
Saying that they hot shit I know
I could do that shit with my eyes close
Saying that they got next that's a typo
Eating but they pockets on lipo
Saying that they hot shit I know
I could do that shit with my eyes close
Hocus pocus
My flows the dopest
Come from the bottom
No top on the lotus
Like eyes on ya ass bitch I'm focus
Marvel made all the money give nothing to us
Don't wanna see me win walk under these nuts
Bet you satisfied till we all in cuffs
Bars diarrhea and ya crew not tough
Old school like them shoot outs when ya got scuffed
Got a cold heart got head pussy act up
Got a room full of haters make um all line up
Bet they really fans
Never wanna see me quit
Bet they catch ya boy dive into a mush pit
Bet I make em sick all venom i spit
Bet I make you mad all this money I get
She ain't on ya body if that pussy not wet
Cut the light off all I wanted was neck
Saying they got next that's a typo
Eating but they pockets on lipo
Saying that they hot shit I know
I could do that shit with my eyes close
Saying they got next that's a typo
Eating but they pockets on lipo
Saying that they hot shit I know
I could do that shit with my eyes close
Yall make this shit feel harder that it actually is
Or maybe it just
That I that on point
This shit really not that hard
Their niggas going this shit off the top
Niggas is trash man no fucking bars
We do this shit with our eyes close nigga
Its easy
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Writer(s): Shawn Hall
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