LetraGod's Eyes

Ozzus

Última actualización realizada el: 15 de marzo de 2020
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#together against coronavirus

God's eyes but it's looking at the wrong guy My niggas used to hustle, selling drugs, but then we cut ties 'Cause this music shit ain't saving nobody around me

And as more bodies begin to drop, I'm hoping that I find peace Before death finds me We are not the same My mom don't know I rap Better than selling crack I used to whip a Porsche Until I crash that horse I used to have it all and all of that was not enough Look We screaming gang gang Like this a game we play I almost lost my bro I rather lose my soul These chips we stacking like its just another lays bag Never chase a hoe, when we run you know we chase a bag To keep it real with you I don't fuck with you A bitch once played my heart So I learned the game she played And now it takes me days To text you back a hey I wished for better days, but they took that shit away They took my money, ran it up might cop a Bentley truck I bet you're smart, but to be honest I'm just tryna fuck That bitch flipped on my dick, like her name was Harley Quinn They whisper my accomplishments and yelling out my sins I might get nick a chain, ice it out or keep it plain Bitch you just a side, have you lost your fucking mind? To waste a nigga time I swear that gotta be a crime She put that booty on my Gucci, guess that bitch ain't choosey God's eyes but it's looking at the wrong guy My niggas used to hustle, selling drugs, but then we cut ties 'Cause this music shit ain't saving nobody around me And as more bodies begin to drop, I'm hoping that I find peace (I'm hoping that I find peace) Before death finds me We are not the same My mom don't know I rap Better than selling crack I used to whip a Porsche Until I crash that horse I used to have it all and all of that was not enough I'm saving up these bands to put my niggas in a mansion When I hit the store, I waste that mansion on some fucking fashion Said you getting money but we all know that you steady cappin' Ezemoneyy could've told you this no fucking love letter She ruined my life and I let her I'm dreamin' in hopes we get better She riding my dick I feel better She coming in first, gold medal She whipping the Benz to the store I'm working OT on the weekends I keep up my grind til the week ends I'm weaken I might've sip some liquor for my feelings You said you getting money, nigga are you dreaming? I po' it up for shawty 'cause she always dripping She social like Rihanna so she anti This ain't no hentai Bitch, this is real lifeI I got a couple hoes I got a couple woes I lay his ass down If he one of those They smile in your face but talking shit behind your back What the fuck is that God's eyes but it's looking at the wrong guy My niggas used to hustle, selling drugs, but then we cut ties 'Cause this music shit ain't saving nobody around me And as more bodies begin to drop, I'm hoping that I find peace (I'm hoping that I find peace) Before death finds me We are not the same My mom don't know I rap Better than selling crack I used to whip a Porsche Until I crash that horse I used to have it all and all of that was not enough

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