Eye fora eye Violations we cant let them slide If I see my opp it's on sight Jump in the ride lets go fora drive Bro went OT fora year And got rich off the county line Married the grind He don't need a bride Ca he always got Lizzy by his side Now a days I don't even sleep at night I got too much stuff on my mind Take a walk in my shoe And see what it's like Where we grew up weren't no paradise Fedz in disguise pull up and surprise Tryna put my guys in the bin to do time Gotta put on my Canada goose cause On these streets it gets cold outside If it ain't about pees I don't give two ****s Unless your bro then I always show love Come from the 4s that's Where I grew up Where if we see lights flashing we run Gotta get this money even If I shred blood I need make it out I refuse to get stuck I ain't talking central cee When I say that bag just loading up Being underrated is a myth If I ain't next up then who is Gimme any rapper you pick And I garentee they'll all Get smoked like a Cali spilff None of these man are bad That's why when Gang pull up They start moving like Tokyo drift Better hope Tyson don't catch You slipping otherwise he's letting rip Up early when I hear that alarm Call up the connect and see wag1 Ain't got time to sit the yard Caa money affi make In the hood my dawg Likle Roddy rich gotta Get it out The mud Any way any how my bro its a must Hella chatty patty's in the ends But it's calm I take in what I hear And don't talk too much Remember them nights in bando 013 when I first learned how to whip Use to put magic in the Pyrex bowl Now cooking up flows With some strikez in the mix Really take those risks And I still do now I rather cut out my tongue Then talk to the pigs They keep asking how I do it But a magician never reviles his tricks Eye fora eye Violations we cant let them slide If I see my opp it's on sight Jump in the ride lets go fora drive Bro went OT fora year And got rich off the county line Married the grind He don't need a bride Ca he always got Lizzy by his side Now a days I don't even sleep at night I got too much stuff on my mind Take a walk in my shoe And see what it's like Where we grew up weren't no paradise Fedz in disguise pull up and surprise Tryna put my guys in the bin to do time Gotta put on my Canada goose cause On these streets it gets cold outside We can take it there bro I don't mind How can u say you about that life I ain't ever seen you out in the field Further more have you ever Put blood on your knife Stop telling lies Why your gonna act like your that guy Trap mash all day Might lock off at 8 And buck your girl at 9 Next day back on the grind And chase cash Feds watching all of my niggas Cause we really active in the trap I know real drillers that are tapped Half of the rappers are cats More time they lie on tracks Nar they ain't making racks Them man are broke that's facts They don't really move these packs They stunt for the gram and get gassed Eye fora eye Violations we cant let them slide If I see my opp it's on sight Jump in the ride lets go fora drive Bro went OT fora year And got rich off the county line Married the grind He don't need a bride Ca he always got Lizzy by his side Now a days I don't even sleep at night I got too much stuff on my mind Take a walk in my shoe And see what it's like Where we grew up weren't no paradise Fedz in disguise pull up and surprise Tryna put my guys in the bin to do time Gotta put on my Canada goose cause On these streets it gets cold outside