From My Eyes

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Stay in the trenches
We came from the bottom
Been dealing with pain
I always been doubted
I harvest it all
I never forgot it
Put on for my dawgs
If I got it you got it
I pray for my city
Cause children be dying
These niggas be acting
They really ain’t bout it
Could tell that you faking
You selling or buying
Get smoke like like a zip
And get hit with this iron
Can’t trust none of these niggas
I'm posted alone
Thirty two shots
In this glock like Malone
Empty the click
Turn em Swayze he ghost
One hundred P’s
I could get em all gone
Stay on my toes
Ima stick to the code
Jpay my brother
Till he coming home
Soak up the game
And pass it to my bros
Feeling like Jeezy
The way I put on
Real ones never die
We just multiply
And keep it pushing
In the field with it ima ride
Count this dirty money
Throw these hunnits
For the real niggas in the sky
Pop a perky
I don't feel nothing
Ain’t no tears coming from my eyes
Tears coming from my eyes, yea
Real ones never die
We just multiply
And keep it pushing
In the field with it ima ride
Count this dirty money
Throw these hunnits
For the real niggas in the sky
Pop a perky
I don't feel nothing
Ain’t no tears coming from my eyes
Tears coming from my eyes, yea
I know we in troubled times
But I'm still outside
Taking these chances
I'm getting mine
Yea we really live
We don't live a lie
In the hood
Where them fiends and dealers at
Heard you really cap
We ain’t feeling that
Why you rapping bout guns
But ain’t really strapped
Why you talking bout weight
Never seen a pack
On a run to this money
We sprinting laps
Have you ever counted 20 bands cash
Hit a lick or two
On the cash app
Pull up in the Lambo
Where the trap at
In the west side
With the gang gang
I done seen a lot of things
I can not speak about
F*ck shit type of things
I can't be around
Jump ship from the start
You ain’t really down
Self made
Never needed nobody help
Couple niggas that still owe me
Bitches be phony
Talk on my name
Like they know me
Pulling string
Just like I'm Tony Matola
Don’t gotta shoot
Cause my shooter shoot for me
Nobody starve
We all ate like we Kobe
I ain’t got time
But I need me a Rollie
Summertime coming
Them nights be the coldest
Bullets start flying
Them bodies turn frozen
No no, real ones never die
No, no, no
No, real ones never die
No, no, no
Real ones never die
No, no, no
No, real ones never die
No, no, no
Real ones never die
We just multiply
And keep it pushing
In the field with it ima ride
Count this dirty money
Throw these hunnits
For the real niggas in the sky
Pop a perky
I don't feel nothing
Ain’t no tears coming from my eyes
Tears coming from my eyes, yea
Real ones never die
We just multiply
And keep it pushing
In the field with it ima ride
Count this dirty money
Throw these hunnits
For the real niggas in the sky
Pop a perky
I don't feel nothing
Ain’t no tears coming from my eyes
Tears coming from my eyes, yea

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