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Artiste : Real Boston Richey
Titre : Eye For Eye
Yeah
Richey Rich, nigga (Thtboistokes go crazy)
Go
Go
Go

Go, go, go
Go, go, go
I´m in go mode, I´m in go mode

It been a minute since I felt good, but I´m at peace now
I been stayin´ up out the hood, I ain´t sellin´ weed now
Prayin´ up on my knees now, he told me lean down
It took my understanding, fuck a nigga, all I need is God
Pistol on my side, that bitch there gon´ guard my brother life
You say you gon´ ride, we gon´ see when you pull a homicide
Eye for an eye, you take my eye, I´m takin´ another eye
These days, I´m takin´ my time, tryna figure the puzzle out

Get the pistol and bring ´em out, then get the whips and pull ´em out, huh
Hit the scene poppin´ shit, just went out for the broads
Smash the gas, hear that motor up on the Broadway
I got too much cheese, I been stayin´ up out my opps´ way
I been goin´ through hell and back, I feel like Rod Wave
Oh, you say you feel it? Well, my cuz died in my driveway
It don´t matter if the sun up, these niggas shoot in broad day
I just came through Porsche coupe like I´m Elway
I´m tryna dial up my hat, niggas tryna kill me
I ride in Cadillacs, I hit your shit, tell ´em bill me

They see what I went through, niggas still say they don´t feel me
I damn near was a virgin when I hit the penitentiary
I´m tryna just get it right, why you judgin´ up on my history?
Same niggas I fronted, niggas done turned into my enemies
If I ain´t had no hundreds, I know bitches wouldn´t be feelin´ me
I be prayin´ to the Lord, tryna stop my dirty tendencies

It been a minute since I felt good, but I´m at peace now
I been stayin´ up out the hood, I ain´t sellin´ weed now
Prayin´ up on my knees now, he told me lean down

It took my understanding, fuck a nigga, all I need is God
Pistol on my side, that bitch there gon´ guard my brother life
You say you gon´ ride, we gon´ see when you pull a homicide
Eye for an eye, you take my eye, I´m takin´ another eye
These days, I´m takin´ my time, tryna figure the puzzle out

They say I got a hit song when I came back with it
This shit I´m droppin´ all gas like I put packs in it
They say I took that "Help Me" and went and put some crack in it
I got a thousands hits, pussy nigga, and I´m back litty

When you fuck a bad bitch, you gotta go put your back in it
Don´t think I´m lackin´ when I pop out, I got the frrt-frrt with me
I don´t talk when I´m with hoes, I can´t put ´em up in the gang business
You be pillow talkin´ to bitches, you done fucked ´round, turnt to a lame in it
Fuck ´round, get a ticket how I skrrt on niggas and lane switch it
Deuce of molly santan before I fuck with some lame bitches
Ask that last nigga what that motherfuckin´ fame get you
If I break some bread with you, nigga, I shared that pain with you

It been a minute since I felt good, but I´m at peace now

I been stayin´ up out the hood, I ain´t sellin´ weed now
Prayin´ up on my knees now, he told me lean down
It took my understanding, fuck a nigga, all I need is God
Pistol on my side, that bitch there gon´ guard my brother life
You say you gon´ ride, we gon´ see when you pull a homicide
Eye for an eye, you take my eye, I´m takin´ another eye
These days, I´m takin´ my time, tryna figure the puzzle out