TB Killa - Third Eye (feat. AKC)

Uh
Third eye
Killa
Third eye
Third eye
I heard you've been talking behind my back uh
That is a fact because I'm just still getting these racks uh
My gang had came up to me, and Ty don't do that uh
And that is a weapon
Bitch why you stressing?
Throwing up you repping
Feel like I'm flexing
In school texting
Just opened my third eye, I promise I'm not faking
Just fucked this bitch last night and she's not that basic
I'm just in third eye, I'm stuck in this third eye
Stuck in this third eye, I can't take it
Sometimes I feel like I am basic
She don't want me to cheat on her
But sometimes I feel like I'm under her
I'm in this dirt, stuck in this ground
Six feet under and looking around
Looking around, looking like a clown
Sometimes don't try me, I have frown on me
I will be a demon
Sometimes I don't feel, like going on
I heard you've been talking behind my back uh
That is a fact because I'm just still getting these racks uh
My gang had came up to me, and Ty don't do that uh
And that is a weapon
Bitch why you stressing?
Throwing up you repping
Feel like I'm flexing
In school texting
Just opened my third eye, I promise I'm not faking
Just fucked this bitch last night and she's not that basic
I'm just in third eye, I'm stuck in this third eye
You say that I ain't done, but I ain't even started
I picked you up for fun, but I'm sad that we departed
We go our separate ways, but you empty just like lays
But I guess I gotta go, I ain't focused on these hoes
I'm bright just like a light switch, never been like this
Ever since my third eye I'm hitting gold like Midas
I ain't focused on my past, rip the ones that passed
Cause I ain't thinking bout my low
Found myself, lost my shadow
Third eye, third eye
Open my third eye
Sometimes I know that you are gone
I heard you've been talking behind my back uh
That is a fact because I'm just still getting these racks uh
My gang had came up to me, and Ty don't do that uh
And that is a weapon
Bitch why you stressing?
Throwing up you repping
Feel like I'm flexing
In school texting
Just opened my third eye, I promise I'm not faking
Just fucked this bitch last night and she's not that basic
I'm just in third eye, I'm stuck in this third eye

Written by:
Henry McLaughlin, Sam McLaughlin, Ty Burdine

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