Eyes Can See lyrics

[Intro: Dave East]
Gangsta!
Let's Flip the Mode a bit
(BNG, From The Dirt) We came to bust rhymes
While we light a spliff, star (Gangsta Grillz)
(From the--) Drama!

[Verse 1: Dave East]
Sliding through the city with hitters that really rock
Time to make a movie, let's shoot it on any block
Felt bad for him, they shot him, he Milly rock
Hard to stand the heat around n*ggas that's really hot
Rappers acting tough in these videos really cops
Know if I'm with Louie I'm good on them Philly blocks
Put a switch on it, I swear it be spilling shots
Five times a day, try to pray I'm still a ox
Shooter used to tell me in Queens, "Don't kill a cop"
Label tell me that's out the budget I still'll drop
Get a lawyer, public defender gon' get you locked
And I still chop with the smokers that's selling socks
On defense, don't even foul em, it's still a flop
Double G sh*t, I might be Gucci down in the spot
Give this sh*t to Flex or Clue as soon as it drop
If you knew or not, always in motion, we do a lot

[Chorus: Dave East]
If you really got a problem with me
You could never sit in this Ferrari with me
Scope on the tops so this Glock can see
I ain't gotta pay 'em, you get shot for free
On MSNBC, I got Ari with me
They book me to come out, I never party for free
Peep both hands, mami, pardon my rings
I almost relapsed, all them keep talking about lames
I can't do it
[Verse 2: Dave East]
Not a day go by I don't be in the studio
Told this b*tch I love her off shots of Don Julio
Paradise for gangsters, I'm thinking like Coolio
Shouts to everybody that prayed I would truly blow
Tuck it where you can't even see it, the tooly low
Roll until I go crazy-o and Tookie know
I remember, I'm only smoking the bully roll
I'd be up in jail if they knew what my hoodie know
Flip lit, three or four b*tches, I'm good to go
East co, open yo chest up just pull it slow
I wanted the bricks straight white that look like snow
Yes-men all in my face, that look like "no"
Amateurs, can't even stand with him, he a pro
Rest in peace to Black Rob, on god, that look like "Whoa!"
What happened to Virgil? Just got me a Louis coat
If you new or old, know we in the spot we do the most

[Chorus: Dave East]
If you really got a problem with me
You could never sit in this Ferrari with me
Scope on the tops so this Glock can see
I ain't gotta pay 'em, you get shot for free
On MSNBC, I got Ari with me
They book me to come out, I never party for free
Peep both hands, mami, pardon my rings
I almost relapsed, all them keep talking about lames
I can't do it
[Outro: Dave East]
This resurgence that I'm having got you feeling quite nostalgic, huh?!
(BNG, From The Dirt)
I've been running the mixtape game ever since I got here!
It's fair to say it's the longest run ever, right?
Hahaha, catch up, n*ggas!