Jtformayor - Eyeing ME

I see them eyeing me
Wondering y they be trying me
Like i ain't bout tht life
And I won't let the fucking iron speak
Undeniably I got shooters
On the side of me
We Cut from a different cloth
Last of dying breed
And We just cooling
Imagine if We apply some heat
Let them think we fooling
The movement is where wanna be
See me making moves and
yo bitch is in that driver seat
Bitch as bad as boosie
And nigga you keep reminding me
It Keep reminding me
How haters Always blind to see
The work a nigga put in
Just to make this fucking dynasty
Just come and vibe w me
Got females up in the private suite
You worried bout how tigers hunt
I'll show you how the lions eat
All about my privacy
Nonchalants I gotta be
Give you what the writer sees
I show you what you gotta see
I See they always doubted me
But still I plant a lotta seeds
Share experiences
But still I got a lotta beefs
Why it's always that one chump
That gotta Say some
Lord Jesus Christ somebody
Need to save them
They show themselves
Now I know who to stay from
I ride for my niggas
Till my fucking day come
I see them eyeing me
Wondering y they be trying me
Like i ain't bout tht life
And I won't let the fucking iron speak
Undeniably I got shooters
On the side of me
We Cut from a different cloth
Last of dying breed
And We just cooling
Imagine if We apply some heat
Let them think we fooling
The movement is where wanna be
See me making moves and
yo bitch is in that driver seat
Bitch as bad as boosie
And nigga you keep reminding me
See me on the go
On the block Rock n roll
Invest in self cop n go
I've been on a role
Since the honor role
Been surrounded by a lotta Os.
By a lotta hoes
Momma had me rock the hottest clothes
Money hoes and clothes
Same thing that Big said
That and my brother
Inspired me to go get bread
So I followed momma
Right up in that kitchen
And whipped up that recipe
Tryna murder the jealousy
But why it's always that one chump that gotta say some
Lord Jesus Christ somebody
Need to save them
They show themselves
Now I know who to stay from
I ride for my niggas
Till my fucking day come
I see them eyeing me
Wondering y they be trying me
Like i ain't bout tht life
And I won't let the fucking iron speak
Undeniably I got shooters
On the side of me
We Cut from a different cloth
Last of dying breed
And We just cooling
Imagine if We apply some heat
Let them think we fooling
The movement is where wanna be
See me making moves and
yo bitch is in that driver seat
Bitch as bad as boosie
And nigga you keep reminding me

Written by:
Anibal Gonzalez

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