Double Vision (feat. Zaxon) [Slowed & Reverb]
KXNG EEZY on the beat
Cards on the table
I'm lost in your love
Long as I'm able
I'll never give up
Lose all the labels
I can't get enough
Get enough
Primal emotion
That I'm letting go
Feel my devotion
Give up your control
Heat of the moment
I'm lost in the flow
Ah-oh-oh-oh-oh
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
Never imagined I'd be here with you
All of the moments
Impossibly true
Feels like its fate
Say I don't got the proof
Oh-oh
Take me from my mind
Bring me paradise
Just enjoy the ride
Falling from the sky
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
These days I'm praying to God
I'm looking for guidance for all of my flaws (Forgive me!)
Me and my dawgs are all tryna ball
But we getting stopped by the system or law (Why?)
These days I'm tryna get by with a cookie
But they wanna see me just crumble and fall (crumble and fall)
Keep on your façade, I see it all
My life in a frame, my caption says all
New vision on me
The Cartier glasses to block out the shade (block out the shade)
I know all these niggas are capping
I'm putting mine on just to block out their hate (I block out the hate)
Come try us lil' nigga, my boy like a barber
Got clips that will give you a fade (I'll just give you a fade)
Niggas stay hating
They say I'm biting the sound off of Migos and Drake (off Migos and Drake?)
The difference that I don't money or women to show all these niggas the wave
I want the W.A.P. like I'm Fetty, the niggas be petty
The bitches be jealous of bae (they jealous of bae)
Got so many houses of feelings
I'm calling my mind a mental estate (a mental estate)
Medusa's head all on my waist (all on my waist)
But I cannot follow the snakes
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
Cards on the table
I'm lost in your love
Long as I'm able
I'll never give up
Lose all the labels
I can't get enough
Get enough
Primal emotion
That I'm letting go
Feel my devotion
Give up your control
Heat of the moment
I'm lost in the flow
Ah-oh-oh-oh-oh
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
Never imagined I'd be here with you
All of the moments
Impossibly true
Feels like its fate
Say I don't got the proof
Oh-oh
Take me from my mind
Bring me paradise
Just enjoy the ride
Falling from the sky
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
These days I'm praying to God
I'm looking for guidance for all of my flaws (Forgive me!)
Me and my dawgs are all tryna ball
But we getting stopped by the system or law (Why?)
These days I'm tryna get by with a cookie
But they wanna see me just crumble and fall (crumble and fall)
Keep on your façade, I see it all
My life in a frame, my caption says all
New vision on me
The Cartier glasses to block out the shade (block out the shade)
I know all these niggas are capping
I'm putting mine on just to block out their hate (I block out the hate)
Come try us lil' nigga, my boy like a barber
Got clips that will give you a fade (I'll just give you a fade)
Niggas stay hating
They say I'm biting the sound off of Migos and Drake (off Migos and Drake?)
The difference that I don't money or women to show all these niggas the wave
I want the W.A.P. like I'm Fetty, the niggas be petty
The bitches be jealous of bae (they jealous of bae)
Got so many houses of feelings
I'm calling my mind a mental estate (a mental estate)
Medusa's head all on my waist (all on my waist)
But I cannot follow the snakes
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
You're giving me double vision
We're in between fact and fiction
Now that the past is written
We're making a new religion
Credits
Writer(s): Terell Ukagba
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