Eyes Closed (feat. Shep)

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Uh' they killed our uncle pimp, I'll shoot the chop with my eyes close
But jaymo be bangin' 9's just like he rondo, yo fake love got my mind gone
I can count ah light hundred with ah blindfold, you ain't use ta having no money
So now yo mind gone we clappin' at yo Tahoe'
Remember postin' on that block, and we was serving out the side doe
Got act' in my cup, yeah they got ah nigga sipping
Fa the love ones we lost, I bang the glock until it's empty

Yeah I make bad decisions, drop ah four inside ah simply
I got ah letter ta my opps, if I get popped you comin' with me
I fucked this bitch and yeah she needy, but my dick she steady eating
Yeah she think she finna spend ah night, girl you gotta beat it
Ima step back watch me squeeze it, uh all my opps dead yeah
Knocking off yo head yeah, my killer off the meds yeah
Yo block we sliding like ah sled yeah, we knockin' off his dread
If we can't catch you, then we knocking off yo mans
Got yo bitch up on her knees, and then brody slid in between
Glock .19 with the beam, I'm trippin' ta knock you off yo feet
We got everything yeah we supply yo needs, dropped ah demon red key
So you know what that mean, eight hundred horse power
Yeah that be my speed, Burberry, Gucci I'm so clean
But these be louie on my feet, how you turn yo back when you suppose ta be my mans
But bro said it right, they ain't withcha at the end of the day

Uh' they killed our uncle pimp, I'll shoot the chop with my eyes close
But jaymo be bangin' 9's just like he rondo, yo fake love got my mind gone
I can count ah light hundred with ah blindfold, you ain't use ta having no money
So now yo mind gone we clappin' at yo Tahoe'
Remember postin' on that block, and we was serving out the side doe
Got act' in my cup, yeah they got ah nigga sipping
Fa the love ones we lost, I bang the glock until it's empty

Can't believe I graduated college, everyone I idolize ain't even go ta school
We look up ta the rappers, and the trappers product ta my environment like whole food
Police shootin' got my people looting, cops came and stop what we was doing
The way I run from 12 feel like I was hoopin'
Cause I ain't catch the charge, cause my feet was movin'
Speakin' on my name just keep it real, give em facts just don't tell them how you feel
Was showin' love, but they still had did me wrong
Now I'm falling back just like ah trust-fund'
Thotty want the addy must be trippin'
I got opps that trying ta get me, they won't never catch me slippin'
Only fucking in the whip, because the crib is off limits
When we in it, just make sure the windows tinted

Uh' they killed our uncle pimp, I'll shoot the chop with my eyes close
But jaymo be bangin' 9's just like he rondo, yo fake love got my mind gone
I can count ah light hundred with ah blindfold, you ain't use ta having no money
So now yo mind gone we clappin' at yo Tahoe'
Remember postin' on that block, and we was serving out the side doe
Got act' in my cup, yeah they got ah nigga sipping
Fa the love ones we lost, I bang the glock until it's empty

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