Testo Eyes Can See - Dave East feat. Buda & Grandz & DJ Drama
Testo della canzone Eyes Can See (Dave East feat. Buda & Grandz & DJ Drama), tratta dall'album Book of David
Gangsta, let's flip the mode a bit (Let's get it, BMG)
We came to bust rhymes (Gangsta, from the dirt)
While we light the spliffs, dawg (Gangsta Grillz)
Drama
Riding through the city with hitters that really rock (Uh-huh)
Time to make a movie, let's shoot it on any block (Block)
Felt bad for 'em, they shot at me, Milly Rock (Rock)
Hard to stand the heat around -, that's really hot (Hot)
Rappers actin' tough in these videos, really cops? (Really cops?)
You know if I'm with Louie, I'm good on them Philly blocks (Blocks)
Put a switch on it, I swear it be spilling shots (Shots)
Five times a day, try to pray, I'm still a opp (Opp)
Shooter used to tell me in Queens, "Don't kill a cop" (Cop)
Label tell me that's out the budget, I still'll drop (Drop)
Get a lawyer, public defender gon' get you locked (Locked)
And I still shop with the smokers that's selling socks (Socks)
So on defense, don't even follow 'em, they still'll flop
Double G -, I might be Gucci'd down in the spot (Spot)
Give this - a flex or the clue as soon as it drop
If you new or not, always in motion, we do a lot
If you really got a problem with me (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, uh)
You can never sit in this Ferrari with
Me (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, uh)
Scope on the top so this Glock can
See (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, uh)
I ain't gotta pay him, you get shot for
Free (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, uh)
On MSNBC, I got Ari with me (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah)
They book me to come out, I never
Party for free (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah)
Peep both hands, mami bought him my rings (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah)
I almost relapsed, all they keep on talking '
Bout - (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, uh)
I can't do it
Not a day go by I don't be in the studio (Studio)
Told this bitch I love her, off shots of Don Julio (Don Julio)
Paradise for gangstas, I'm thinking like Coolio (Coolio)
Tough to everybody that prayed I would truly blow (Truly blow)
Tuck it where you can't even see it, the toolie low (Low)
Roll until I go crazy, oh, and Tookie know (Broky)
I remember I'm only smoking the bully roll (Bully roll)
I be up in jail if they knew what my hoodie know (My hoodie know)
A spliff lit, three or four bitches, I'm good to go (I'm good to go)
East Coast, open your chest up, just pull it slow (Pull it slow)
I wanted a bitch straight white, that look like snow (Look like snow)
Yes ma'am all in my face, that look like no (Look like no)
Amateurs, can't even stand with 'em, he a pro (He a pro)
Rest in peace to Black Rob, on God, that look like whoa (Whoa)
What happened to Virgil? Just got me a Louis coat
If you new or old, know we in the spot, we do the most (Like)
If you really got a problem with me (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, uh)
You can never sit in this Ferrari with
Me (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, uh)
Scope on the top so this Glock can
See (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, uh)
I ain't gotta pay him, you get shot for
Free (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, uh)
On MSNBC, I got Ari with me (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah)
They book me to come out, I never
Party for free (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah)
Peep both hands, mami bought him my rings (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah)
I almost relapsed, all they keep on talking '
Bout - (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, uh)
I can't do it
This resurgence that I'm having got you feeling
Quite nostalgic, huh? (BMG, from the dirt)
I've been running the mixtape game ever since I got here
It's fair to say it's the longest run ever, right?
Hahaha, catch up
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Garcia, Francis Ubiera, David Brewster, Michael Richard Kuzoian
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