Eyes - Felly

Look into my eyes

Tell me what do you see, you see

I’m looking in your mind

And i’m looking for me, for me (x2)

Pray to god and i roll out

Low profile restless i feel like my old style

Debt collectors they owe now!

Down in so cal, you would expect that i’d slow down!

But that might be a problem

Tell mama we the wrong role models

Heaven gone stick us up

Spent too much time not giving fucks now the jig is up

I stay twisting up, skate on thin ice but i kiss the cup

Yo listen up i’m ‘bout to bounce with a million plus and keep going

And when she asked if i rap yo i said fuck that, i’m a poet y’all just go with

the motions like

Oh damn, running around the house with no pants, cooking on maschine that’s my

program

Been trying to advance so when shit hits the fan i can sit in the sand with my

toes in

I feel chosen

Rastafari yeah smokin'

I ain’t tryna hear none of yo bullshit

Son i just came back from the ocean!

Like oh shit!!!

Move that language round so blasé

Y’all ain’t gon' fly with my posse

So keep yo' distance compadre

I got to-do lists, i got laundry

You distracting looking like a barbie

And i just wanna twist up, maybe parlay

Come fix me up it’s been a long day