Look In Your Eyes

Lyrics
[Intro: RIZ-SD] (Uh, American Psycho 2) Turn the headphones on this motherfucker SWAG' Turn me the fuck up Sometimes you always got a snake around you, man (The LA Leakers, baby!) It take real shit to happen for you to notice, man [Verse 1: RIZ-SD] So this the motherfucking thanks I get All the work I put in, all the guns I spit Guess it's fuck me now, I'm old news, huh Snake nigga, bitch nigga, you was always soft I never change, still dipping in them things Range Rover, all black, rims to the fitted Fifth still with me, in case you want to get with me, pause In other words man, the barrel by my balls I get it going, boy, it's your call My last shot hit, I made the last score Me and Paul balling, in and out of town with it Street Fam, Shakedown, my niggas hot with it They should have told 'em for niggas stolen, my niggas rolling Fuck security, ain't even sure God can hold them Fuck security, ain't even sure God can hold them Not a soul breathing, SD forever eating [Chorus: REO Speedwagon sample (Red Cafe)] You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby (Real nigga shit, we out here bending these corners) There was something missing (Making them boss moves) You should've known by the tone of my voice, maybe (Real niggas inside, real niggas outside) But you didn't listen (free my nigga RIZ, Shakedown... HA!) [Verse 2: Red Cafe] Keep the grass cut low so I see the snakes Light on the baking soda, so the fiends feel the base I'm getting Arab money, a nigga off the crates Still living in hell, e'vry two weeks, I'm out of weight (what else?) From a place where summer ain't promised, hell Niggas go to jail, start singing The Delfonics, well Streets know I got that anesthetic (yeah) Make them numbers stretch, cal-esthetic Dope boy from the day of my arrival From that borough, be thorough or, tongue kiss the nozzle Of the four pound, get down or lay down Never bite the hand that feeds you That's the motto when joining the Shakedown (huh?) I don't drink and drive, I might drink then drive (yeah) While a thot suck me dry, I just wanna feel alive Word to Biggie, I'm Brooklyn 'til they kill me Middle of the summer, jewelry got a nigga chilly, what else? [Chorus: sample (Red Cafe)] You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby (Real recognize real, from my side to your side) There was something missing (street niggas) You should've known by the tone of my voice, maybe (Ev'ry real nigga in the borough of Brooklyn, you already know) But you didn't listen (it's just us) [Verse 3: RIZ-SD] I hear 'em talking, I see 'em watching Got me on my Jay-Z shit, these niggas jocking They're calling cops on niggas, these hoes watching Sucker niggas telling, but last, he's steady watching We got Brooklyn, we been eating Other niggas try but competition won't survive Shakedown to the death of me, haters want the receipe My people up in heaven watchin niggas say he blessing me Pretty (?) my mom steady protecting me I know they hate me, I can see it in they eyes But bitch I'm good, you play me them shots fly Somebody told you wrong, my life real, that's no lie I'm in the streets, thug side to the side Keep a couple killers with me, no names, why try? They can talk it all they want, but they put a finger on me Them niggas they will die, what's up? [Chorus: sample (Red Cafe)] You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby (Street niggas) There was something missing (free my nigga RIZ) You should've known by the tone of my voice, maybe (Free all my soldiers lock down, we out chere) But you didn't listen (Shakedown) (Whatever niggas want)
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Credits
- Writers
- SWAG
- Kevin Cronin
- RIZ SD
- Red Cafe