In your eyes

Why the fuck you lying say you down to ride , you ain’t by side , say you wit me see it in your eyes , that you traumatized,

I can’t cry , I gotta keep on trying , thoughts are always flying , niggas dying , but I’m on the rise ,

We gone get it poppin I don’t care your size, you know I love them nines , you ain’t with me but I ride for mine ,

so don’t get outta line , I see a way, I think it’s through my rhymes , I think I’m in my prime , I can’t lie I did a lot of crying ,

momma crying , cause she miss her son , when I was on da run , you niggas fake you do it for the fun,

you don’t hold on that gun,

you ain’t bout why the fuck you lunch , I put it in my puns , I taught them ways I call them niggas sons ,

I know they get it done

Hand them drums , you know that they come , you know where it’s from ,

don’t get to cappin you ain’t wit da stunt, you ain’t on da hunt

we all know it why the fuck you front , I kick you like a punt, I get it paid and it ain’t by the month , my pockets in a plus ,

Keep a ruger know it’s up on me , so don’t you up your heat , he don’t hustle he just trynna leach , stay ten toes on my feet ,

why he trapping you ain’t trynna eat , why you copping pleas, teach em lesson know he come to me , I teach you bout the street ,

By the way you need to ask some questions, you know I teach them lessons , y’all was wit him when you know he tellin, made my ass felon ,

seen the papers i don’t have to mention, get up out my presence , on da snap you do it for attention, don’t know why you wellin,

got them drugs you don’t never sell em, why the hell you flexin, I just know it I can’t go to heaven, choices of a menace,

in the court room waiting on my sentence , man It got me stressing , know I’m bout it but ain’t from the trenches , I ain’t on no pension,

keep on working I’m just like a engine , words are like a weapon, when I’m done I wanna be a legend , don’t wait on your vengeance ,

I ain’t basic so I got dimensions , wasn’t my intentions , migos plotting yeah it’s rising tensions, beef caught my attentions

Think it’s tough but I just think it’s wild , choice of a child, can’t smoke weed I got a black and mild , gotta keep a smile ,

plea deal shit so we go to trial , this might take awhile, on the phone they know I hold it down , until I’m in ground,

read the papers I ain’t make a sound , all y’all others clowns , he was tellin won’t see him around , lost but never found

, I know the way and I just need an out , but might serve on that ounce , making passes like they runnin route, I tell the others bounce ,

plug talk speak iont run my mouth , they say I run the town,