Evil Eye Songtext
I was gone for a tad on the way back, dummy
If he talk bad I'm getting payback, gummy
Why you tryna hang? You should save that money
In my same bag, niggas couldn't take that from me
They crash, I know when to lay back, dummy
On that strange ave where I used to lay raps, hungry
So we ate half
Brother on the train pack something to evade sad, truth is I relate
It ain't nothing just to break acts, I chewed around the plate
It was months of doing way bad 'fore I saw the cake
If he talk bad I'm getting payback, gummy
Why you tryna hang? You should save that money
In my same bag, niggas couldn't take that from me
They crash, I know when to lay back, dummy
On that strange ave where I used to lay raps, hungry
So we ate half
Brother on the train pack something to evade sad, truth is I relate
It ain't nothing just to break acts, I chewed around the plate
It was months of doing way bad 'fore I saw the cake
Then there's years of tryna change paths, fears of coming late
Too embarrassed for his lame ass, cherish where he stay
Try compare him but it ain't that, comparison's his game
Tears told me not to praise cash, share it when it came
Thank my parents cause I age fast, steer me through the flames
Know they hear it when my brain splash, cherish what I gave
But there's lot of shit to take back, dummy niggas fake
Pat your hand and leave that same bag bloody
It's for my momma when I make raps dummy, when I pray
'Cause I know she gonna pray back for me
Lot of shit to take back, dummy niggas fake
Pat your hand and leave that same bag bloody
It's for my momma when I make raps dummy, when I pray
Because I know she gonna pray back for me
Too embarrassed for his lame ass, cherish where he stay
Try compare him but it ain't that, comparison's his game
Tears told me not to praise cash, share it when it came
Thank my parents cause I age fast, steer me through the flames
Know they hear it when my brain splash, cherish what I gave
But there's lot of shit to take back, dummy niggas fake
Pat your hand and leave that same bag bloody
It's for my momma when I make raps dummy, when I pray
'Cause I know she gonna pray back for me
Lot of shit to take back, dummy niggas fake
Pat your hand and leave that same bag bloody
It's for my momma when I make raps dummy, when I pray
Because I know she gonna pray back for me
