One Eye Open

You gotta know how much you gettin per album to be militant

I could write it for you, you still couldn't deliver it

You get more than a black card for your membership

Paying taxes, holding guns, big benefits

Another pair of Acne jeans, ooh I'm killin shit

Got nothin' to lose, got nothin to lose

I'm from the side of L.A. that feel like Beirut

Josh Gibson flow, the black Babe Ruth

Inventory climbing, plane now arriving

She got my double single ready, and have to have

Wrist on freeze, just left Denver

She wanna be with me cause she know I'm widdit

Caught another metronome off the backboard

I was already known, fuck I rap for?

Cussin at the cop when he harass me

I don't wanna stop if she nasty

Grab her by the weave but you can't hit her

Felt like yesterday we played tag, pick up

I've been down so long, I'ma uplift em

And get the yellow Turbo and do a buck sixty

I tried to tell you niggas don't fuck with me

One eye open

Yea, aye

Look, don't take these rappers so serious

That's just real shit, period

I kick real shit, period

The way you carry yourself got me so curious

I wonder who pickin you up

And who take them pictures at brunch?

Who buying you all them fits?

Do you let down that fence?

Opulence is exactly what we strive for

But our women are the gifts we should die for

Why deprive yourself of the five course?

I buy all the twelves, I don't try on

You know the Westside gon get the vibe goin

This could be a novel by Donald Goines

I don't put my trust into any coins

The OPM party if you tryna join

Feel that?

You feel that?

Yea

Yea I like how you

Goin crazy

Got the... goin crazy

Got the... goin crazy

Got the... goin crazy

Got the... goin crazy