Lyrics:
The Beast with 50,000 eyes
It's got one on you
It wants to know just who are
And just what you do
The beast with 50,000 eyes
Says it's your friend
down
But I know how it feels
And I know how you are
Under my skin down deep inside me
Lurks a burning within
I got 50,000
I got 50,000 reasons
I got
got shot
But the parties don't stop and the parties don't care
It's a stick-up, it's why we got our hands in the air
50,000 deep, and it sound like
You know what's that? Never gone broke. Moneybags. Real type
Bags
(It's that money making music)
What is 50,000 me? Girl, I'm braking hella bands
lifestyle and this shit pricey
Made 50,000 off the snow and I ain't talking icy
I know some bad bitches that I wish I call them wifey
I made 50,000 off
All it takes is just one little spark, feel it, from me
We'll make a chain of light in the dark, baby, let our hearts be free
We've got 50,000 candles
It's a foreign story of a meek old man
Writing 50,000 letters in the sand
And every night he'd walk back, back into his cave
And see what he had
and tell
That he's no longer able to deny or refute
50,000 voices rising every time he'd sing
And every word he ever wrote reflecting back to him
How
50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Came
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Uh, Yeah
Yeah, Uh, Uh, Oh
Yeah, Yeah
Oh
Yeah, Yeah, Uh
Girl you know you got it
Yeah, you know you got it
50,000
Done put on for my hood niggas better go and give me my flowers
Living in the stu the way I spent like 50,000 damn hours
Niggas better not play leave
boots that he used to wear,
When he was sent over there.
There's 50,000 names carved in the wall
There's cigarettes, and theres cans of beer
Fuck boys in the wrong lane
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Wop, Wop, yeah
50,000 on the dice game (Cash-cash)
Fuck boys in the wrong lane
boots
He used to wear
When he was sent over there
And there's 50,000 names carved in the wall
There's cigarettes
And cans of beer
And notes that
the trick on me, hooked him in the first degree
While I could not recall which Dalian imported
By the wrecks of 50,000 on the pinball machine
If we only
beuh qui poussent dans un jardin
50,000 dealers à Sevran, on aime trop le terrain
Les travaux, les travaux tout-terrain
Les travaux, les travaux
Live your life
Met Lil shawty up in paradise
Bask in endless summer love her even if I lose my sight
Feel the vice
50,000 when I roll the dice
We
niggas don't invest
Me and Dom been talking on the phone, we finna cop a jet
But we ain't cop it yet
Made 50,000 off a BNB and you still in debt
I'm
on got the fm
Radio on got the powerg got the magic
Radio on 50,000 watts of power
Radio on going faster miles an hour
Radio on I feel like
Me abi lion no be crococoo
If u hear poopopoo no be tunte
Ohe he qmornor Funke re
Shatta go do am muu shwe
Me say one pah pah be 50,000 yeah yeah
I
I see the rain fall past the tower
I'm the late night call-in show
I'm 50,000 watts of power
All night talk radio, yeah
They call from Maine
50,000 souljah's
And we're not duty bound to
Anybody's orders
"Come on everybody now"
Don't let 'em run you
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
What
(Hmmmm)
50,000 in the bag aye, I blow this money spend this cash aye
We getting money up on this side, we getting money up on this side
Porsche 718
and shut their borders
But they’ll need 50,000 men or more to keep my love from coming
Cause I’ll come running home to see you
You and me, we should be
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