ATC Apollo & ATC Erebus - EYE 4 AN EYE

Ones and them twos
And them threes and them fives
I've got things I will do
I will do till I die
I got rips and them sticks
I will shoot up the sky
I got enemies and frenemies
Going eye four and eye (Ah)
Ones and them twos
And them threes and them fives
I've got things I will do
I will do till I die
I got rips and them sticks
I will shoot up the sky
I got enemies and frenemies
Going eye four and eye (Eye four an eye)
Making money moves
All way to the top
Bitches ugly
But you know I still get that top (Uh)
Cash hungry
Getting big hits on these slots (Ya)
She want to fuck me
Invest in my stocks (Ya)
Now I'm getting locked up
Too turnt up (Yuh)
Now I'm getting locked up
Too turnt up
Ya them feds and them ops
Wet them up like mops
All these drugs in my cup
Another level
Can't stop me
Ones and them twos
And them threes and them fives
I've got things I will do
I will do till I die
I got rips and them sticks
I will shoot up the sky
I got enemies and frenemies
Going eye four and eye (Ah)
Ones and them twos
And them threes and them fives
I've got things I will do
I will do till I die
I got rips and them sticks
I will shoot up the sky
I got enemies and frenemies
Going eye four and eye
Enemies in front of me
Feel like Prince
This joint laced with promethazine
I'm who they trying to be
You enter the room I'm trying to leave
Don't want to find out what's up my sleeve
Glocks and percs mili' pop it rock it (Ya)
Open my third eye so I can see
The snake homies
Ya they trying to deceive me
Money moves (Ya)
I never let them know (Don't tell them)
Double cupped up
They think I'm moving slow
The feds want me to tell a story
These cards heavy I never fold
That lying snitch I know he told
I'm sorry momma I'm coming home
Someday (Yuh)
The opps think I'm playing
Xanny's and the liquor
It's nauseating
Talkin all that trash
They heavy hating (Ya)
Shrooms in my body (Yuh)
I'm levitating
One xan
And two xan
And three xan
And more
Strap with the scope
Never miss check the score
Xanny's and the liquor doing damage for sure
All these fake-ass people
Can't take it no more (Take it no more)
Ones and them twos
And them threes and them fives
I've got things I will do
I will do till I die
I got rips and them sticks
I will shoot up the sky
I got enemies and frenemies
Going eye four and eye
Ones and them twos
And them threes and them fives

Written by:
Mateo Ortiz, Riley Melgoza

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