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cyrus xlv - red eye lyrics

cyrus
boyz eye don red oo… ×3
hey hey hey…

kinda like 2pac, flow keeps the streets hot, father taught me to flow, then he put me on top
“jesus touched the kid”
i stay blessed non-stop, who would ever think that boy would end up on top, cos back when i started rappin, wasn’t hit-trackin, didn’t have a label then so not much happened, couple years of hustle now i got sh-t crackin, dough we be stackin, shows they be lining up, but still i’m lookin up, when it comes to the hustle i got my eye on the cup, when it comes to the rap game, name on the crown, focused on my target never lookin down, i stay ready from the crown on my head to the sole of my kicks, waitin for the next big show to dive straight in, destined to win, certified, god chose him, so ladies and gentlemen, the show boutta begin, get in

chorus:
dem no wan know…
boyz eye dey red ooo
boyz eye dey red ooo ×4

verse 2:

motherf-cker, freeze, hand over the cheese and the cars keys, strapped wit these, so this ain’t the time to grow no n.u.t–z cos if you sneeze, i’m rockin rollin ballin wit fellaz that’s focused to know this, we’ll notice if them jewels you be rockin is bogus, and ya know it’s so real as i tell it, them n-ggas reveal it, you give it
“get lost” now you’ve splitted, conceal it, we hid it, we sell it, dividends, we splittin it, like i told ya, keepin it soulja, rollin off wit yo rover, yeah it ain’t fair i know, that’s the way it go, n-ggas movin big thangs just to get that dough
fellas cuttin big pipes just to get that flow, but while they busy on the job, j.t.f don show, uh oh, some never come back home, others end up in a cage, bidness went down wrong, sentence is long, in jail time moves real slow, all because you wanted to blow, fast money dey choke, in my hood, i seen young boys taking bad chances, tryna get advances, so they can push benzes, some is rich, some is late, others in cages, cos only legal money is the money that stayzzzz…. but it grows in stages

chorus:
dem no wan know…
boyz eye dey red ooo
boyz eye dey red ooo

verse 3:

some people livin on less than a dollar, you frontin you a baller, jewels on ya neck, how they not gone rob ya? diamonds on ya wrist, how they not gone call ya, it don’t matter what or not you do they’ll follow, now the forces we put in service to protect us, a couple bad minds got a lot of people nervous, violence is not the way despite the purpose, innocent lives lost they don’t deserve this, desperation got young girls takin bad chances, tryna get advances so they can push lexus, some is rich, some is late, others with babies, cos only legal money is the money that stayzzz… but it grows in stages

chorus:
dem no wan know…
boyz eye dey red ooo
boyz eye dey red ooo ×6

- cyrus xlv lyrics

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