Eyes
Look into my eyes say ya don't love nobody
Look into my eyes if ya ain't on a molly
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Look into my eyes when ya on demon time
Look into ya eyes when I'm swallowing my pride
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Don't say you love me cuz I'd rather have trust
You can preach it with your words but still not give a fuck
You can go and just fuck another person then what
Rely on just luck those four letters stay stuck
Inside of my mind hope I don't count the time
All the hours I find you coming home after nine
When work end at five but on the molly you lied
And don't look in my eyes that's when love meet demise
That's why I want trust it applies more pressure
Like a drug dealer leaving pounds on his chick dresser
A mom letting kids go to parties with lectures
A nigga when red and blue in view of reflectors
Or when I'm speaking facts more than college professors
A standardized test ain't worth more than I'm measured
It can get you out the hood but the mirage is a desert
The farther out you go you see those billing collectors
Oh say can you see
The confines of the weak
A double cup of the lean
To numb the bruise on the cheek
All the opps walking free
Gunning down when you speak
The land of the free
Is for who has the leash
Look into my eyes say ya don't love nobody
Look into my eyes if ya ain't on a molly
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Look into my eyes when ya on demon time
Look into ya eyes when I'm swallowing my pride
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Every time I step inside the booth it's amazing
All the truth in the verses and the hooks that I'm lacing
Worth more than the people that I'm viewed to be facing
Yet they're always in Ferraris bulletproof speed racing
This ain't sour grapes that I ain't got enough dates
It don't bruise the navel want my pears to be able
Go bananas in Caicos eating berries in crepes
Just wished the fruits of my labor ripen the pace
That's the key we usually tend to fore-mention
We do this for the love of put in better positions
Missionary never worked in doggy styled conventions
This a stage where a goat is the work of depictions
Oh say can you see
The confines of the weak
A double cup of the lean
To numb the bruise on the cheek
All the opps walking free
Gunning down when you speak
The land of the free
Is for who has the leash
Look into my eyes say ya don't love nobody
Look into my eyes if ya ain't on a molly
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Look into my eyes when ya on demon time
Look into ya eyes when I'm swallowing my pride
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Look into my eyes if ya ain't on a molly
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Look into my eyes when ya on demon time
Look into ya eyes when I'm swallowing my pride
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Don't say you love me cuz I'd rather have trust
You can preach it with your words but still not give a fuck
You can go and just fuck another person then what
Rely on just luck those four letters stay stuck
Inside of my mind hope I don't count the time
All the hours I find you coming home after nine
When work end at five but on the molly you lied
And don't look in my eyes that's when love meet demise
That's why I want trust it applies more pressure
Like a drug dealer leaving pounds on his chick dresser
A mom letting kids go to parties with lectures
A nigga when red and blue in view of reflectors
Or when I'm speaking facts more than college professors
A standardized test ain't worth more than I'm measured
It can get you out the hood but the mirage is a desert
The farther out you go you see those billing collectors
Oh say can you see
The confines of the weak
A double cup of the lean
To numb the bruise on the cheek
All the opps walking free
Gunning down when you speak
The land of the free
Is for who has the leash
Look into my eyes say ya don't love nobody
Look into my eyes if ya ain't on a molly
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Look into my eyes when ya on demon time
Look into ya eyes when I'm swallowing my pride
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Every time I step inside the booth it's amazing
All the truth in the verses and the hooks that I'm lacing
Worth more than the people that I'm viewed to be facing
Yet they're always in Ferraris bulletproof speed racing
This ain't sour grapes that I ain't got enough dates
It don't bruise the navel want my pears to be able
Go bananas in Caicos eating berries in crepes
Just wished the fruits of my labor ripen the pace
That's the key we usually tend to fore-mention
We do this for the love of put in better positions
Missionary never worked in doggy styled conventions
This a stage where a goat is the work of depictions
Oh say can you see
The confines of the weak
A double cup of the lean
To numb the bruise on the cheek
All the opps walking free
Gunning down when you speak
The land of the free
Is for who has the leash
Look into my eyes say ya don't love nobody
Look into my eyes if ya ain't on a molly
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Look into my eyes when ya on demon time
Look into ya eyes when I'm swallowing my pride
Look into ya eyes say this ain't just a hobby
That I'd die for the rhymes and I thrive off a probably
Credits
Writer(s): Dwuane Stephens
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