paroles de chanson Eyes Yet No Ears - R8tro

I got whatcha need
Tell me what ya need
Fuck the law they be undercover
Kill em while they breath
Prolly somewhere in this section
Tell em pass up all the keys
Gotcha life all under pressure
I ain't blessin when they sneeze

Better run them commas
For some dollas
And burn the toast
For a weak ass nigga
You be talkin shit the most
See you hatin in the comments
Everytime you see my post
Scratching all up on ya head
I see through you like a ghost

I don't need no record label
But I need some recognition
Got ya shorty in my Dm
Everytime she catch you slippin

I ain't missin
With that text back though
Man what you got Cigarillos 6 pack hoe

And this that
Diplomatic immunity fuck em
I'll head to Milwaukee
And tell GIANNIS to go and Buck em
These Country ass niggas can go and truck em

Got that flag flag flag
Way In the air
What'll happen
Only time can tell
Coppin free meals
Taco Bell
Gotcha runnin gunnin
For the muthafucker
Watch how people always trynna stare
Only real niggas keep there
Only real niggas keep it there
Watch how people always trynna stare
Only real niggas keep there
Only real niggas keep it there