When you look
In my eyes, oh
Can you tell me
What you see? Yeah and
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help me? And my pride
Been killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe
And my whole
Generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
Blowing trees
Cause I know the world
Is going under
Man why the summer time
Make your heart
Cold like the tundra
Oh yeah and she
Could get the d*ck
But I could never love her
And just cause you hit my L
It don't mean I trust ya
Good weed
Good vibes
We want good times
Sunny days
Filled with rage
Lil kids doing crimes
On the corner
With they n*ggas, they
Trynna sell these dimes
She said she having my child
But it can't be mine
Oh
Can you tell me
What you see
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help
You ain't never did sh*t
For the kid bitch but
Run your mouth
My numbers going north
I got ya hoe
Going south
I had to relocate
But you know that we around
Played the bench
We Golden State
With the starters now
Overlooked but don't trip
On the steady making hits
N*ggas tried to steal my sh*t
But they flows didn't fit, listen
They ain't really hear me
Let me
Tell em again
N*ggas seamstress
They know they
Ain't better than hem
When you look
In my eyes, oh
Can you tell me
What you see? Yeah and
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help me? And my pride
Been killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe
And my whole
Generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
Blowing trees
Cause I know the world
Is going under
Man why the summer time
Make your heart
Cold like the tundra
Oh yeah and she
Could get the d*ck
But I could never love her
And just cause you hit my L
It don't mean I trust ya
Good weed
Good vibes
We want good times
Sunny days
Filled with rage
Lil kids doing crimes
On the corner
With they n*ggas, they
Trynna sell these dimes
She said she having my child
But it can't be mine
It's killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe, and my
Whole generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
Blowing trees
N*ggas moving them packs
Spraying them gats
Bussin them traps
You better get back
If you blink wrong
You might get clapped
They'll find where you at
Creep up on ya mans
Shoot em in the back
They move like that
Kill ya mans for stack
How should I react?
Restless like an insomniac
I'm tired like a flat
We get no sleep on this side
We pull up
We pull up
We like 10 deep on this side
We ain't bitching
Never bitching
Don't fear grim reap on this side
Real nigga I'm a soldier
Always looking over my shoulder
Winter time in December
But June is feeling colder
Enjoy being young
Cause life's over when you older
Watch out for these bitches
They'll burn your ass up
Like a toaster
No time for relationships
Fall in situationships
Why be with my main chick
When I can be with
My favorite bitch
Our parents hate how we living
They split
So what's the difference
Maybe if they stayed together
We wouldn't run from commitment
When you look
In my eyes, oh
Can you tell me
What you see? Yeah and
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help me? And my pride
Been killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe
And my whole
Generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
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When you look
In my eyes, oh
Can you tell me
What you see? Yeah and
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help me? And my pride
Been killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe
And my whole
Generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
Blowing trees
Cause I know the world
Is going under
Man why the summer time
Make your heart
Cold like the tundra
Oh yeah and she
Could get the d*ck
But I could never love her
And just cause you hit my L
It don't mean I trust ya
Good weed
Good vibes
We want good times
Sunny days
Filled with rage
Lil kids doing crimes
On the corner
With they n*ggas, they
Trynna sell these dimes
She said she having my child
But it can't be mine
Oh
Can you tell me
What you see
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help
You ain't never did sh*t
For the kid bitch but
Run your mouth
My numbers going north
I got ya hoe
Going south
I had to relocate
But you know that we around
Played the bench
We Golden State
With the starters now
Overlooked but don't trip
On the steady making hits
N*ggas tried to steal my sh*t
But they flows didn't fit, listen
They ain't really hear me
Let me
Tell em again
N*ggas seamstress
They know they
Ain't better than hem
When you look
In my eyes, oh
Can you tell me
What you see? Yeah and
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help me? And my pride
Been killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe
And my whole
Generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
Blowing trees
Cause I know the world
Is going under
Man why the summer time
Make your heart
Cold like the tundra
Oh yeah and she
Could get the d*ck
But I could never love her
And just cause you hit my L
It don't mean I trust ya
Good weed
Good vibes
We want good times
Sunny days
Filled with rage
Lil kids doing crimes
On the corner
With they n*ggas, they
Trynna sell these dimes
She said she having my child
But it can't be mine
It's killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe, and my
Whole generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
Blowing trees
N*ggas moving them packs
Spraying them gats
Bussin them traps
You better get back
If you blink wrong
You might get clapped
They'll find where you at
Creep up on ya mans
Shoot em in the back
They move like that
Kill ya mans for stack
How should I react?
Restless like an insomniac
I'm tired like a flat
We get no sleep on this side
We pull up
We pull up
We like 10 deep on this side
We ain't bitching
Never bitching
Don't fear grim reap on this side
Real nigga I'm a soldier
Always looking over my shoulder
Winter time in December
But June is feeling colder
Enjoy being young
Cause life's over when you older
Watch out for these bitches
They'll burn your ass up
Like a toaster
No time for relationships
Fall in situationships
Why be with my main chick
When I can be with
My favorite bitch
Our parents hate how we living
They split
So what's the difference
Maybe if they stayed together
We wouldn't run from commitment
When you look
In my eyes, oh
Can you tell me
What you see? Yeah and
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help me? And my pride
Been killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe
And my whole
Generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
In my eyes, oh
Can you tell me
What you see? Yeah and
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help me? And my pride
Been killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe
And my whole
Generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
Blowing trees
Cause I know the world
Is going under
Man why the summer time
Make your heart
Cold like the tundra
Oh yeah and she
Could get the d*ck
But I could never love her
And just cause you hit my L
It don't mean I trust ya
Good weed
Good vibes
We want good times
Sunny days
Filled with rage
Lil kids doing crimes
On the corner
With they n*ggas, they
Trynna sell these dimes
She said she having my child
But it can't be mine
Oh
Can you tell me
What you see
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help
You ain't never did sh*t
For the kid bitch but
Run your mouth
My numbers going north
I got ya hoe
Going south
I had to relocate
But you know that we around
Played the bench
We Golden State
With the starters now
Overlooked but don't trip
On the steady making hits
N*ggas tried to steal my sh*t
But they flows didn't fit, listen
They ain't really hear me
Let me
Tell em again
N*ggas seamstress
They know they
Ain't better than hem
When you look
In my eyes, oh
Can you tell me
What you see? Yeah and
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help me? And my pride
Been killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe
And my whole
Generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
Blowing trees
Cause I know the world
Is going under
Man why the summer time
Make your heart
Cold like the tundra
Oh yeah and she
Could get the d*ck
But I could never love her
And just cause you hit my L
It don't mean I trust ya
Good weed
Good vibes
We want good times
Sunny days
Filled with rage
Lil kids doing crimes
On the corner
With they n*ggas, they
Trynna sell these dimes
She said she having my child
But it can't be mine
It's killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe, and my
Whole generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
Blowing trees
N*ggas moving them packs
Spraying them gats
Bussin them traps
You better get back
If you blink wrong
You might get clapped
They'll find where you at
Creep up on ya mans
Shoot em in the back
They move like that
Kill ya mans for stack
How should I react?
Restless like an insomniac
I'm tired like a flat
We get no sleep on this side
We pull up
We pull up
We like 10 deep on this side
We ain't bitching
Never bitching
Don't fear grim reap on this side
Real nigga I'm a soldier
Always looking over my shoulder
Winter time in December
But June is feeling colder
Enjoy being young
Cause life's over when you older
Watch out for these bitches
They'll burn your ass up
Like a toaster
No time for relationships
Fall in situationships
Why be with my main chick
When I can be with
My favorite bitch
Our parents hate how we living
They split
So what's the difference
Maybe if they stayed together
We wouldn't run from commitment
When you look
In my eyes, oh
Can you tell me
What you see? Yeah and
Why would I ever help you
If you ain't never ever
Try to help me? And my pride
Been killing me
I mean it's
Starting to feel like
I can't breathe
And my whole
Generation so throwed
We just f*cking hoes
And blowing trees
Writer: Nyzear Banks
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