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Eagles

by M Huncho

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Please turn the lights off, yeah It's looking smokey in here Please turn the lights off, yeah I got some bags for 20 mins, I turn up the night show, yeah Run to the bag again, I dance, I dance like Alfonso, yeah Jumped on a flight and it was all business, there's dinner in Bordeaux Busy making me more dough I can't play around no more Paid my debts that I did owe But I'm holding a lot more Filthy success in the bando The rocks coming hard like an elbow This time they didn't get the memo (yeah) This time they didn't get the memo, yeah Huncho, yeah Brothers they come with no favor, I did it much better in most of my demos Never relied on a feature, I'm smoking a zushi, I pass to my fellows Cool with the bag and I'm good with the notes and the chords, you'll think I play cello, yeah Go to a milli and looks to be hilly, I', doing it all in falsetto, leggo Made me some figures that got me some property Come take a look at my credit I left Utopia now I need space, I told 'em that Huncho ain't with it I just prefer shit to ice when I could of really been part of the senate Cartier bangles, yeah, I play tennis but I do not pay for the tennis (ah) I do not pay for the tennis Got me some teeth from the dentist Married the game, matchmade in heaven Bitches just want the attention Huncholini I find it pathetic Give me my medal, please tell the others to settle Please tell the others to settle, yeah Tell the others to settle Please tell the others to settle Yeah, give me my medal Huncholini, need medal Been running in and out of packs And it's been a bit rough, that's facts I just put her in an Uber, I'm good She's on the Cali, if she drives she'll crash Huncho's heavy duty, no cap North West where I'm based, that's facts Might run up with a brudda with the rag on my face And I tell him that I want it in cash Tell him that I want it in cash Shopping in Chanel in France Tell him that I want it in cash Shopping in Chanel in France Tell him that I want it in cash Shopping in Chanel in France Shopping in Chanel in France 'Lini the first Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Ooh yeah, ooh yeah 'Lini the first (Quincy tell 'em) Ooh yeah Ooh yeah, uh-huh Ooh yeah, uh-huh Ooh yeah, uh-huh Ooh yeah, uh-huh Ooh yeah, uh-huh Ooh yeah, uh-huh Pocket rocket, ooh yeah Lock it, stock it, ooh yeah Keep the eagle close by, please don't fuck my mood up Pocket rocket, ooh yeah Lock it, stock it, ooh yeah Keep the eagle close by, please don't fuck my mood up 'Lini the first I think I'm kind of cool, yeah She thinks I'm kind of rude, uh Take no attitude, uh Make them sit on many packs Show me gratitude, yeah I know they love me so when I walk in I expect salutes, uh 1 stove, 20 pots, 20 zips, 41, it can't fit in the spliff, each zip, 20 whips (20 whips) But the boy never takes twenty trips, I don't whip But I know, yeah, who does Turn a bird to a dove Hit her from the back, put my thumb up in her butt When I need my fucking money, I don't wanna hear no "buts" I ain't tryna hear no "ifs" Make these bruddas see a brick Live in the flesh I thought that you were riding with him I can never run out of batteries again When you got some faith it gets harder to sin Holding all these demons deep inside, within Might get a reload, that's a crime I commit Disturbing my peace I can never forgive Man, I ran out of love so there's no love to give Man, I had nothing, there was no point to live But now I'm cashing out for my mum and future kids And it's piles of money that I count, ya dig They found me in the dirt, I'm a diamond, ya dig I had to bury family in the cemetery, ya dig So currently I ain't got no patience, ya dig Running out of patience, ya dig Tryna fly an eagle, ya dig Man, I'm tryna find a reason to live Man, I'm tryna find a reason to live

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