in your eyes
Danny Brown, Mount Kimbie, Dom Maker, Slowthai
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But that doesn't make them very popular And they chase the old time The poor kids that way, can't play ball, you can't do this Then there's the neighbors complaining about the children Tellin' them so and so, off But I do think if you're callin' me dirty You're gettin' back in a blink near old I miss you, man How I miss the kiss (mwah) You used to give before I dipped (dipped) And dipped (dipped) and dipped (dipped) and dipped In your eyes you're still the kid, do the scratch and sniff (ha-ha) Before we got in whips, back in BMX, standin' on the pegs Askin' for a chip, just to roll a spliff 'Cause we didn't have a quip, we had to take and take and take and take 'Til they come for their shit, like you ain't gettin' it (Oi, oi, oi where's my fuckin' money?) You ain't gettin' it Money is my glue (glue) Grab your neck and make it blue, Sad emoji for a snakey You ain't snakey 'cause there's nothing I won't say to you And I don't care who you workin' Flip the pot like I'ma play with Zeus We like songs, where you gone? I know I'm odd, it's been too long I huff and puff, they all fall off Rise and shine, they done and dust Reachin' for guns, graspin' the straws, stuck in the zone When the only one's home is the man in my thoughts Seed that we sewn, all that I known is I been here before Start from the stone, never been pure War in my dome, don't open the door Head in my hands, sat on the floor Boys don't cry, what you cryin' for? It's a hard knock life, wish I float away at seas C'est la vie, such is life, don't bring sand to the beach You can judge somebody by the company they keep Look, my friends kill my friends and truthfully it's killin' me In yo' eyes, see the window to your soul Can't go back, trapped on this road, don't know which way to go I won't bluff, don't bite my hand and trust me, I won't fold Knee deep in them trenches, turnin' copper into gold Man, this world so cold, ask me how many fucks that I could give So, I roll my blunts so fat, we call it body positive You must take them bottles back with all of that cappin' I be hard to find like droppin' Aspirins in Aspen Smokin' by a campfire, liar on your face What's true can't be erased Stuck in dark times pray for sunny days What's goin' on? Marvin rollin' in his grave Mercy, mercy me, these niggas need to be saved Run it up like Runyan, tired of comin' up with somethin' My nigga talk in code, told him, "Bring a bag of Funyuns" Run it up like Runyan, tired of comin' up with somethin' My nigga talk in codes, told him, "Bring a bag of Funyuns" It's a hard knock life, wish I float away at seas C'est la vie, such is life, don't bring sand to the beach You can judge somebody by the company they keep Look, my friends kill my friends and truthfully it's killin' me
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Written by: Dominic Maker, Kai Campos, Tyron Kaymone Frampton, Daniel Dewan Sewell
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