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letra de set the table 2 - theonlyeyes

ooh, uh, uh, yeah eyes, r.i.p. real deal, r.i.p. big flock, r.i.p. j. dot, uh, uh, free k, stax home, look man i be tryin’ stay focused on this paper chase and still chase my dreams while i make a way really out here every day, n-ggas gotta pay to play and that’s the biggest fact, put some cheese in they face let’s see who the biggest rat, sh-t is different now a young boy is spit around, spin a block, sit you down roll up, twist a pound, like it ain’t never happened sh-t is sad really, but i still keep that cig in the bag with me back that b-tch out, if i ever get a bad feeling cause i gotta make it home to mines 30 n-ggas with me but it’s still a lonely grind became a father and still never know my mom granny raised me, never was our daddy’s baby that’s probably the reason i spaz if you ever played me but on another note, them feelings always come and go gotta keep my mind clear, i ain’t talking will it cope now i’m thinking lobster tails, meet me on a dinner boat gotta live it up, or you ain’t living at all and you should give it up if you don’t give it your all cause you don’t know you strong till you slip and you fall and if one of mine slip, then i’m getting involved cause if you stay on the floor, you just food for the dogs i gotta eat, and all of my family eating with me can’t sleep unless that pistol is sleeping with me, don’t speak follow the codes that i was raised with, we gotta stay sharper than a blade tip please know i ain’t never been one to play with sheesh, if it ain’t all facts, i don’t say sh-t peace, that’s just what i’m tryna end my day with record labels got you n-ggas moppin’ up the slave ship sh-t that i be doin’, yeah, i’m goin’ to my grades with you ain’t tryna elevate, then we ain’t on the same sh-t probably had to sell work and ride with a pole but right now i’m workin’ on mind, body, and soul stay away from situations where i’m not in control you ain’t gotta be no k!ller to let it explode i’m on go ain’t n0body out here gon’ do it for me sh-t, most of you n-ggas can’t even do it with me so i play every role i got many suits that fit me i don’t need fake love i don’t need the goofies with me strapped, tucked, i’m busy, i’m backed up i do great on my own, you n-ggas is bad luck i wish you was around to see the n-ggas who raised me you probably think them n-ggas was crazy i did i wish you was around to see the n-ggas who raised me you probably think them n-ggas was crazy i did

- theonlyeyes

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