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letra de strictly 4 your eyes - kiii

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verse 1

big clip make your world backlip n-gga
anyone can get hit-lips zipped n-gga
be discreet like money in a mattress n-gga
do not speak up on your moves with agents smiths n-gga

ain’t a d-mn thang similar
only way to compare me is to god or to a nebula
standin on my opposite side but i ain’t scared of ya
first thing i catch is a vibe, now im ahead of ya

first thing she claim she in love ; but now she f-ckin em
ain’t nothin here that personal ask ya customer
learned quick at an early age, caint put my trust in em
i ain’t heard from dat boy in days tell me w-ssup wit em

hatin on the low; watch your every step chya
won’t congratulate your growth; you a threat chya
never aggravate that hoe; you just a check yea
she’ll line your -ss up with the quickness, f-ck respect yea

n-ggas all up on the gram;
the internet will take your soul if you ain’t got a plan
used to spend so many nights; wishing that it fall up in my hands
til i dropped the ball; and turned for help then n-ggas ran

& ever since then; could see the top coming, trying to
invest into my city; need a stock or something
who told you we the same n-gga stop frontin’
n-ggas thinkin cuz they lecture that they pac or something

chorus

lawless by my heart i can’t change it
seen so much pain it’s like i’m heartless…

verse 2

as death whispers; we pour liquor
i’m on prosseco; strictly 4 ma n-ggas
could never understand the bigger picture
til i seen them cameras, the fame will getcha

like they did malcolm x
or lutha; they bound to shoot ya;
if we gon leave here anyway; then speak yo truth n-gga

if we gon lose it anyway then count that loot n-gga
time is money wasting time trying to shoot n-ggas
if that ain’t a reason to stop the violence, then we f-cked boy
n-ggas got they priorities, f-cked up boy

shuckin’ and jivin my timing is untouched boy
f-ck them promises ima get what i want boy

windy roads on the mountains; i had to see it all;
from the city of poverty; had to be it all
we look out to the stars; the reflection of our scars
we justify it with love; i refuse to get involved

some pray to god , some allah , some don’t give a f-ck at all
some always broke, some with money ,some bound to f-ck it off
dont need a deal they need me; i promise to take it all
p-ss it right down to my gs; a cycle that can’t be paused

like a kingpin i’m up on the deep end
deep as the rabbit hole that i leap in
creep as i gotta see anotha week end
3 eyes wide awake, while im sleepin

i dont wish jail up on my worse
enemy, pretend to be unbothered but im hurt
the cylce it repeats itself, went back into the church
weeks later; he returned but now up in a he-rs-

chorus

lawless by my heart i can’t change it
seen so much pain it’s like i’m heartless…

- kiii

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