Eyes Wide Open

Lyrics
[Intro] Nah, nah nah nah, you got the wrong nigga I didn't do that Nah nah, I was at the homie's house I was at the homie's house Nah nah, that ain't me Y'all came to me, I didn't, I didn't do none of that [Verse] With your eyes wide open Hit a nigga while I was looking through the i5 scopin' (Brrat) His body laid on the floor, flies flying over him He was sitting there bleeding with his sides wide open 3 o'clock in the morning, put his body up in the ocean My mind felt funny, it was all in slow motion (All in slow motion) I knew it was over with I murdered somebody and threw his body right over the cliff Hoping that nobody sniffs, I don't wanna have to Put it in his brain and watch it drain right after Coulda been a game, I point the flamе right at ya Then I'm in the Mustang beforе it stains y'all mattress Insane in the membrane, I came to y'all atlas Bustin' twenty shots, I came to defame y'all blackness You'll pay, sniff off the cocaine Guts hangin' out, Romaine, they ain't all actors Trust me, I go psycho like Michael When I show my arrival, niggas better get they Bibles And put 'em next to they rifle Think I need an aspirin It's 3:35, I make a nigga do a backspin That bitch-ass nigga need an aspirin, the has been Runnin' around thuggin', puttin' babies in the oven Nigga, you can ask my little cousin Look up in the sky 'cause somebody 'bout to die with they eyes wide open [Refrain] That nigga 'bout to die with his eyes wide open That nigga 'bout to die with his eyes wide open That nigga 'bout to die with his eyes wide open That nigga 'bout to die with his eyes wide open That nigga 'bout to die with his eyes wide open That nigga 'bout to die with his eyes wide open That nigga 'bout to die with his eyes wide open That nigga 'bout to die [Outro] Don What's up, man? What's up? Hey, I did something, bad, man I need you to get me a room, a couple rooms I got you, man A room for the night, for a couple nights What you do, man? I got you but what'd you do? Where you at? I'm over here off on 47th, man, tryna get a room up north, though Alright, I got you, man, but you wanna be up top or down below? Downstairs, first floor I'll hit you back
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Credits
- Writers
- Brotha Lynch Hung