Can't Catch My Eyes (Too Busy Rolling)

Lowkey feel like yeezy
Man this would be a beautiful death
Dark fantasy easy though I call to collect
That's from the reaper POV
Know he coming correct
Keep 100 for the stunners do them cold as my neck
Keeping a buck for a homie
Off 50 for the bro
$400 on a chain
$250 Uniqlo
Got a image to maintain
Couple lies to uphold
If I really really died would you really really fold
Want to really really know
What's your time on
Keep it distanced
Far enough to switch the time zone
On my Pippin
Shooting shit up through my mind (yo)
I don't know
Kinda fucking hard to find the time though
Would I really go through with it
Just to quit the shit I'm going through
0 And 2 minute left
Fuck I'm even supposed to do
Solo with it
Who the fuck I even got still
Only find the time to forget my ass like I'm off for real (yeah)
Like i'm off for real yeah (aye, aye)
Like i'm off for real (aye, aye)

Disconnect a homie no house-phone shawty
Call me on and off the shit
I be forgetting that you want me
Been forgetting that I'm in it
Been forgetting that I'm not
Been forgetting bout the times that I was trying to get u off
Colder than the motherfucking south pole shawty
Call me on and off the shit
I be forgetting that you want me
Been forgetting that I'm in it
Been forgetting that I'm not
Been forgetting bout the times that I was tryna get u off

Sometimes I be forgetting
Motherfuckers be forgetting me
Lemme see another one and doner on my entropy
Lemme hear it 1 to 1 I'm tryna feel the brevity
Keep it on your life
It's been on mine and my shit meant to be
Promise granny she would see the Grammy
Or the Oscars
Shit at least the Oscar de la Renta
Like fuck the cost (uh)
Tryna come out here
Bitch no Pierre I keep the sauce (uh)
Really coming at it all alone I'm feeling lost (um)
Play me for the shit I'm in but your rocking Lacoste
Pulling off the rack I thought I saw your ass at Ross bruh
On and off the shit I'm double x'd like it was Kaws (uh)
Reese's Puffs Poster Boy
Milk Carton Mobster
(Aye, aye, aye)
Hoe you ain't the poster boy
Take you off the roster
Reese's Puffs Poster Boy
Milk Carton Mobster bitch

Disconnect a homie no house-phone shawty
Call me on and off the shit
I be forgetting that you want me
Been forgetting that I'm in it
Been forgetting that I'm not
Been forgetting bout the times
That I was tryna get you
Colder than the motherfuckin south
Colder than the motherfuckin south pole

Keep it on the low
Hitting off the 'dro
Give a fuck nah hoe I really don't
Keep it on the low
Hitting off the 'dro
Give a fuck nah bitch I really don't
Keep it on the low
Hitting off the 'dro
Give a fuck nah hoe I really don't
Keep it on the low
Hitting off the 'dro