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eye zayah - heaven or hell lyrics

[verse 1:]
see the breakdown critical, what you say now pitiful
lord tell em pray now, cause when zay out, they all get sprayed down
desire greatness, but oh god, im verbally annihilating ya whole squad
leave em floating in the water call me, a coast guard
tell ya mans to back up, whole team get clapped up
like a standing ovation, and eye won’t stop until im jamming on stations
ya team looking hungry, bet you live the fast life
bars give em déjà vu, i was prolly pac in my past life
rocking the glock, and the beeper on the hip
but my thoughts a little deeper for a kid, cause i done seen a lot of sh-t

[hook:] (x3)
and i just pray that i make it
the devil holding strong, i just pray that i shake it
my soul will they take it, man its heaven or h-ll
where im headed only time gon tell
lord

[verse 2:]
smoking squares so my lungs is sh-tty
face is ugly but my blunts be pretty
bridge where im at n-gga i run my city
copping them zips while you rolling up spliffs
cause all you got is js and your dim got skimped
and they bumping my sh-t, cause its lit like bics
puffing my blizz with a 40 to sip
couple hits got you off of the sh-ts
now you all full of fritz (scared/paranoid), loud on the cloud lets go for a trip
i got some potent to hit, i hit the reverend, with a mac 11
and they told i was lost when i got to the heavens
so its back to the gutter
staining n-ggas for b-tter
going down route 50 im going a buck 60
im hoping a buck hit me
im hoping they f-ck with me
hopeless in my city
drop an ep man that sh-t going viral
break a nuggy down on the bible
burn that sh-t down at the spiral
talk behind my back and ill rip out they spinal
won’t stop until my names on the vinyl
on the tee, hold my d, while i cheat on my final
desire more cheddar, im a go getter
don’t believe me you could see me at 4 chester

[hook:] (x2)

[outro:]
i got, 5 on a dub sac, woods and some blunt raps
your hood got dumb rats, can’t mess with these cats
always steady hating, n-ggas turn to b-tches i call em caitlyn
dreams of caking, but yall sleep on greatness
my minds so elevated, they time just decimated
they luck just ran out, rock a tux to stand out
man they taking them hand-outs, never catch me with hands out
and i do it for the free like they let your mans out

- eye zayah lyrics

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