Songtexte John Dillinger - Trevond

Yeah man I'm feeling this shit

Eyes on the prize
Killing this rap shit
You better run and hide
Don't take me for a joke
I'm the new hit
Boy
You better recognize
Cooling with the ties
If you fuck with one of us
Then you're getting a surprise
Never compromise
Heading for the bag
I ain't fucking with you guys
Eyes on the prize
Killing this rap shit
You better run and hide
Don't take me for a joke
I'm the new hit
Boy
You better recognize
Cooling with the ties
If you fuck with one of us
Then you're getting a surprise
Never compromise
Heading for the bag
I ain't fucking with you guys Yeah

Letter for all of the bitches
And all of brothers
That always hating
Get off your pedestal
Stay off my dick
Keep my name out your mouth
This is dedicated
To all of the people that
Winding through media
Bugging my style
Because they never made it
Can't watch my mouth
Like I got a disease
Keep it all real
Call that R rated
No Polaroid but I can't
Be faded
High in this game like
I'm medicated
Over MCs like I've levitated
True to my vows
Married the rap game
So there's no chance of us
Separating
I'm a boss to this shit
Like the mafia one bad move
Your room is decorated yeah
Don't feed into drama
Don't feed into drama
I do this for father
I do this for mama
I do this for me
I stay counting the commas
Coming up any damn way
That I can can't take a risk
Then how are you a man
I don't stop boy
I got the nerve
Worth currency like
The federal reserve
Yeah I don't really give a fuck
What they say
I'm a do me till my dying day
Didn't hear me
Rewind press replay
Dare you to try me
Boy I don't break
But I hope for your damn sake
You ain't fake
Like an Instagram bitch
You'll get made
Like lemonade
Bars more sweet than a payday

Eyes on the prize
Killing this rap shit
You better run and hide
Don't take me for a joke
I'm the new hit
Boy
You better recognize
Cooling with the ties
If you fuck with one of us
Then you're getting a surprise
Never compromise
Heading for the bag
I ain't fucking with you guys
Eyes on the prize
Killing this rap shit
You better run and hide
Don't take me for a joke
I'm the new hit
Boy
You better recognize
Cooling with the ties
If you fuck with one of us
Then you're getting a surprise
Never compromise
Heading for the bag
I ain't fucking with you guys Yeah

Yeah I ball money status
Boy it's tall no surrender
I won't fall
All these haters I'm appalled
Yeah I ball money status
Boy it's tall no surrender
I won't fall
All these haters I'm appalled

Yeah
Midwest know I'm sinister
Trying to take bank
Like Dillinger
5s 10s 15s 20's on my mind
Chained to the green
Like prisoner
MCs salty like vinegar
Y'all act like I'm a visitor
But I've been at this for a decade
Y'all get in my way
I'll finish you
Just to reiterate
Never slump never fail
Got them bumping their heads
Up in this bitch until
They decapitate
Reason that I keep heading
Up for the top
I always stay scheming
I don't procrastinate
Articulated and coordinated
With the way I spit words
Fast and harder than a 12 gauge
I'm a product of
The golden age
Like Bruce Willis I'm a bandit
Outlaw in the booth
Shit
Tape a track run it back
Kick back sit and watch
The money transmit
Cigar lit
Authentic no counterfeit
Dissing me you ain't down for it
Humble in general
But on the mic I take lives away
Bombs away
Y'all fucking haters
Are Chick-fil-A
Mad at the Chef
Because I'm gourmet
Like Gordon Ramsay
I stay cooking skill up
Hit them like 123 done
Knock it out
The park like home run
I am a boss
And I reign like Satan
Y'all Little Nickys to the game
My sons
How many fucks I give
Not one

Eyes on the prize
Killing this rap shit
You better run and hide
Don't take me for a joke
I'm the new hit
Boy
You better recognize
Cooling with the ties
If you fuck with one of us
Then you're getting a surprise
Never compromise
Heading for the bag
I ain't fucking with you guys
Eyes on the prize
Killing this rap shit
You better run and hide
Don't take me for a joke
I'm the new hit
Boy
You better recognize
Cooling with the ties
If you fuck with one of us
Then you're getting a surprise
Never compromise
Heading for the bag
I ain't fucking with you guys Yeah