Eyes Ridin' Low

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THE K.A.S

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Fall to my knees ask the LORD to forgive me
It's hard to believe in beyond what I'm living
You see that the sinning it is a religion
Can't stand here and say that I made my decisions
Devils' a liar he wants me he's winning
Been lit on fire before the beginning
I'm labeled a rider for shit that I've been in
You see me my priors they led me to prison
Uuuuuuuggghhhhhhh
So don't bring that fuckboy fake shit around me
No credentials no felonies
Rapping about the G life that you lead
Knowing damn well that this life ain't free
Counterfeit what you continue to be
When the reals in the building then you take a knee
Pay attention to every word I speak
You ever look in the eyes of an enemy
Before you laid him out in the middle of the street
Run back to the ride while you throwing up three
Run back to the ride while you throwing up three
It's not what I wanted how it's supposed to be
But you better be about it when you close to me
And try to find peace in that rosary
Until then I'm a be here with my
Eyes riding low
Surrounded by this smoke
Glass of jack & coke
And this is what I wrote
Look around me it's real
My homies they know the deal
Give a f*ck about what you feel
You might still get peeled
Full grown I'm tryna live right
But there's something inside that won't let me get by
Maybe I'm cursed from the work that I did
You know what they say that you get what you give
If that was the case then I should've been dead
Two to the chest maybe one to the head
Is it skills or a plan why I'm living instead
Numbing my brain tryna kill the regret
Now all I wanna do is get paid homie
F*ck with tracks crizbeetz just laid on me
On the real you can still get sprayed homie
I'm something like Doc Holiday homie
The K A with an AK on me
They mistaken if they thinking they know me
Ain't nothing for you to say homie
A homie
A homie
Eyes riding low
Surrounded by this smoke
Glass of jack & coke
And this is what I wrote
Look around me it's real
My homies they know the deal
Give a f*ck about what you feel
You might still get peeled
Eyes riding low
Eyes riding low
Eyes riding low
This is what I wrote
Eyes riding low
Eyes riding low
Eyes riding low
This is what I wrote
Roll it light it let me hit it
Fire fight it wait a minute
Hold it in burning feel it
Call me killer I'm a kill it
Bottoms up never spill it
Gang bangers drug dealers
Only fucking with the realest
I'm about to hurt your feelings
With this track It's through the ceiling
Wig split back peeling
Hitting switches three wheeling
Throwing threes we chilling
Kas all up in the building
I'm a need a couple million
Every body on the floor
I'm a get you riding low
Eyes riding low
Surrounded by this smoke
Glass of jack & coke
And this is what I wrote
Look around me it's real
My homies they know the deal
Give a f*ck about what you feel
You might still get peeled
Eyes riding low
Surrounded by this smoke
Glass of jack & coke
And this is what I wrote
Look around me it's real
My homies they know the deal
Give a f*ck about what you feel
You might still get peeled

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