Lyrics In Sight - Young Pressure

I got em scoped out yeah
I got em in sight

Yeah they scoped out I got em in sight
I'm the past the present been like I plot some
Future advice y'all goin make me mad you
Needa shoot I wanna fist fight
Girl that ass fat let me see if ya tits right
Go and get the cash if I don't see it then a bitch might
She about to kiss up on my dick but the kid bite
Make her choke on it won't breathe out her windpipe
Always testing my patience and I ain't waiting it's time yeah

Nobody's doing nothing that mean's I'ma take advantage
Moving everybody out the way shake the planet
List a couple problems but it's more than you think though
I'm dropping one hundreds on the floor dollars for a freak hoe
Fire's on my track how my mother fucking steam blows
Dirty with the flow but I'm hopping out with clean clothes
Hate to see it happen to yourself can't with these folks
And I'm looking through a view no kaleidoscope
Different universe and every fucking night I cope
Rappers imitate and I am real don't like a joke
Shit is organic I'm either high or landing
They can not try to stand it people it's Tyler Brandon
Feel as if you want attention then you gotta dumb it down
I'ma stay in place y'all can do the runaround
And this beat banging ain't a fun sound I don't give a fuck
Like Eminem no one I can trust now
I'm from Charlotte and actually been apart it you just lately
Been departed I'm staying here till my calling
See what you do now will be recognized later
Fuck about some hoes and some petrified haters

Yeah they scoped out I got em in sight
I'm the past the present been like I plot some
Future advice y'all goin make me mad you
Needa shoot I wanna fist fight
Girl that ass fat let me see if ya tits right
Go and get the cash if I don't see it then a bitch might
She about to kiss up on my dick but the kid bite
Make her choke on it won't breathe out her windpipe
Always testing my patience and I ain't waiting it's time yeah

Thought I hit the curb but I set the line straighter
Gotta acknowledge life is a blind waiter
Now I'm at a fast pace can't be moving slow
I can't work without the hurt now I'm losing hope
Am I soon to go
Lightness turns to darkness quick
And I'm giving it my all till my heart it quits
Smoking more grass like a fucking yard gets lit
Man you think you rap better go one on one
Why you gotta bring ya homies like come on son
You a bitch with a pussy dudes cum on son
Make you feel some type of way Rich Homie Quan
Turning off all my feelings get what I want