Not by Sight

Lyrics

[Intro: Elcamino] Yo, hm, just let me talk to 'em x4 [Verse 1: Elcamino] Yo, yo, I know you see me in a Top 10 You see me in that dropped Benz (Skrr) I got, ambitious and made away with no options (No options) My back, never up against the wall, I can't be boxed in My life, really just a good story, and raised a block kid Loadin' up wack 9's, shoot outs, servin' crackheads Let off 32, I try to cool off the MAC head I bet, any amount of money I turn this back red Yo, I used to live a life of crime before this rap shit, uh I used to just pay for peace, and get in fractions Still, know they don't give a fuck 'bout me so I ain't askin (I ain't askin') The pain never gon' go away, it's everlastin' I told my family thе day that I die, burn me to ashes Until thеn it's the Mandarin, or the Hampton My downtown loft, my mind came? the mansion I wish, uncle Shay was here to see my diamonds dancin' My time, came, I was ready, I wasn't give it chances I did, everything on my own, with no advances Infiltratin' this rap, but West is my advantage Niggas couldn't fuck with me since, far as this rap shit go Buffalo niggas been known to overlap shit, uh Slide on niggas broad day, ain't had tap shit, uh We the reason these niggas sellin' all the caskets, uh I keep the 40 on me, I stick to tactics, uh [Verse 2: King Ralph] I keep that thing on me too In middle of the waist, young nigga scarred The middle of the face ain't from the jump Ain't changed horses middle of the race yet (Nope) Straight out the startin' gate, just copped the Desis Niggas wanna play Shottas Ky-Mani Marley, I could hardly wait Thinkin' back when I had to borrow cake Shit made me wanna bake a nigga in two tones just like a marble cake Now, we gettin' tips like Doritos and Frito-Lays We got the yayo, we A-OK Told pops me and baby bro gon' be okay One day hit his shit on WBOK (All day) Got to them bags like a bellhop Don't worry about jail, pop .357 mags when the shell drops I'm, just tryna stay on my dean knowin' I'm a king But I'm still rollin' that llama bean in the pomegran' (Still) I'm still totin' that llama down in my denim jeans (Still) Still it's cash rules everything by any means, nigga