Vesc Coo - Eyes Open

Keep it G if there's anything to Learn
Seen the hungry become greedy
Watch they operation burn
Now I learned to many lessons
Keep it street look how they turn
They see me I had to catch 'em
Put my life up in my verse
Eyes open
Street nigga
Wise spoken
This season
Heat checc
On my opponent
No three wishes
Wish they would think I'm jokin
You switched nigga
You bitch nigga
Die slowly
You hear me
Don't you ever think a nigga cappin
Just bc a nigga rappin
Up this bitch it get to clapping
I jus wanna make a million
Then I promise you can you have It
Vina gone I'm feelin tragic
Shed a tear and get to spazzin
One mic one chance
One fight one wood
Some flight one light
Burn it up burn it up
Til I'm dumb high
Run it up run it up
Til it's done right
Did I mention
Dedication to this mission
Wasn't whippin in the kitchen
Let it fly like it's a pigeon
If I ever told you game
I trusted you to see my vision
If I ever told you game
Then you was capable to listen
One heart one soul
One start Live it up
Life it up Just play yo part
I'm heatin up I'm heatin up
Ion give a fucc I see em hatin
They can save it
Got the heater tuccd
Talkin to me crazy make me treat you like a opp
Askin all them question got me thinkin you acop
These bullets ain't no pebbles they gon Make yo body rocc
It gotta be a foul the way they made his flop
When you learn a lesson it's gon change the way you move
Always keep it genuine in everything you do
I usually play the beat then start It off wit I'm the uce
Gotta play to win like I got everything to lose
Keep it G if there's anything to learn
Seen the hungry become greedy
Watch they operation burn
Now I learned to many lessons
Keep it street look how they turn
They see me I had to catch 'em
I put my life up in my verse
Young Loc, Samoan crip 45th
I love the set I love my gang
You know what it is
Second wind got my shovel
Then I went to dig
I'm from San Diego
Where you know it's trivv
Don't you ever think a nigga cappin
Just bc a nigga rappin
Up this bitch it get to clappin
I just wanna make million
Then I promise you can you have It
Vina gone I'm feelin tragic
Shed a tear and get to spazzin
One Crip. His Lady
Four kids. One table, six chairs
May we all sit. Eyes open
Head up yeah my minds goin
Times rollin Gotta do it now even I know it

Written by:
Braxton Falaniko

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