TCW Tre - Eyes

Uhh
Aye make sure that bass punchin' now
Yeah that's it right there
I can tell your love is fake
Lying bout' me right to my face
Toxic chemical in my brain
Got me questioning my own way
Can't get too comfortable
Ain't nothing original
They'll be quick to switch the side
Soon as they move their eyes
Soon as they move their eyes
Soon as they move their eyes
Soon as they move their eyes
Yeah, huh
I don't wanna know, i already know
I stand in the solar all alone
Getting my soul touched
Up
Who's that calling my phone
444 p.m. on a weekday
Must've lost your common scent, got a new
Aroma
I got all my friends with me
I got all my family
I got all my fans with me
One, two, three, four
Count them all on one hand with me
Wait I forgot my enemies, hold on
Still not a full hand homie
I don't talk to nobody i'm rare
I like talking to bro in the mirror
I like praying to God and whatever
I like talking to you like I care
Like I really got out what I put in
Silly me ain't talking for nothing
So much on my mind skipping the function
I put in them hours by the dozen
Man, people be like
Ya life aint' a game bro
And I be like, huh
It is though
It quite literally is a game
Uh
New dollar bills in my wallet
Got my laughs sounding like they look green (ha ha ha)
New succubus on my phone
Tryna text me i'ma leave it on seen (ya ya)
Tre so cliche
He don't say none
He is always mumbling (blah blah blah)
Tre eating good everyday
He'll really go cook up a beat (radda radda radda)
Who cooking up in the comments saying
Tre tryna' bite off of yeat (ya ya ya)
Tre so self centered
Well how bout you stop talking bout me (ya ya)
Ya

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TCW Tre

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