Mothers Eyes
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From the bull, from the bull, I'm a bully, I'm a bully.
I'm a bully, I'm a bully, I'm a bully.
My name is my name.
Dungeon.
Mother's eyes.
Would you still do it?
You've seen the pain from your mother's eyes.
From a place where we die to live, but we born to die.
Pat the pipe with paws and took a hit and watched them come alive.
Send prayers to the angels, but they still say we on demon tie.
Burn my wrist.
Jumping hella grains about the ratchet.
cuntie hit her knees crying, seen the sun trapped in the casket.
Still fucked up, but when they try and cross me with the dagger.
Yeah, baby, I look good, but I'm piercing with the baggage.
I was trying to make it pop, closer with the have-nots.
It broke my heart when my mom said I'm just like my pops.
I seen them eating without us, that's why we picking the locks.
cnd masked up in the park, ripping all that they got.
Listen, cuz so fucked up his wrist while in the kitchen.
I never stop flooding, try to keep them afloat, but they drowning.
Bottom of the river, never found them.
More paper, I'm counting, time's for sensing the accountant.
Rumball, cpple 10, flowing from the fountain.
I'm lounging, boxing with the guards, get my rounds in.
You know the devil playing mind games.
Been here for a minute, had to dab and let the grind change.
You catch a head shot and a side frame.
Buckets half dead, slapping for a live vein.
Would you still do it?
You've seen the pain from your mother's eyes.
From a place where we die to live, but we born to die.
Pat the pipe with paws and took a hit and watched them come alive.
Send prayers to the angels, but they still say we on demon time.
cll out hunting mode, snapping like the plate clock running low.
First person shooter became who they gunning for.
Niggas don't want that war side, north side dungeon smoke.
When it come to this independent shit, I'm the fucking ghost.
Comfortably made over, 100K off of 100 flows.
Not to mention all the standing ovations when I touch the road.
Legend has it, I'm from my coast.
Grand plays up and down the 9-5.
Hard white in the trunk, easy passing all the toes.
Gucci in the c, I'm Jeezy when it comes to snow.
Stove God with the pirates from the Houston Buffalo.
From Jane and Fish to St. Clair, all the hustlers know.
Godfather the powder, I served it by the mother load.
Used to think we was all jinx, now I'm connected worldwide.
I'm Eli with the star link, now what they all think.