My Own Eyes

Aye
Okay all my friends are dead like Lil' Uzi mane
Only thing this shit is missing it a verse from Gucci Mane
I might do the Coogi with Versace or the Gucci frames
Rappers please don’t quit your day job, you nigga Pootie Tang
I just has a realization, I’m probably the realest nigga rapping
Feds is packing vehicles, they yappin', still it’s niggas trappin'
‘Magine growing up living in buildings you can feel collapsing
Older cousin gang banging young, my niggas get it cracking, uh
Niggas flipping packs, niggas got that crack-crack
What you need? xanny, molly, weed, Percies or that smack
Back track, summer ‘04 and fuck the po' po'
Niggas like you wan' get high? I get it for the low low
Oh no, that’s so and so Grandma moving slow-mo
I was 10 years old hooping hoping that I could go pro
I’m a kid, I ain’t got a dollar you could hold, hoe
Plus I just seen ——- outside
Yo I can’t lie man I done seen this with my own two eyes
My own two eyes, aye
I seen this with my own two eyes
My own two eyes
My own two eyes
I’m from Bohlmann my nigga
Uh, Uh, Uh
Look, aye
Aye, sucka nigga you could hate me, suck my dick tho
Nigga i’m from 807 mains street on the sixth floor
I seen friends I grew up with get strung out on that shit though
Head back, mouth open hanging out the window
I done seen Penn State potential end up in the State Penn
I watched auntie work two jobs and still not even make rent
Eviction notices, thank God for friends I got to stay with
Auntie has the super hide the sofa in the basement
I done seen my friend mama get hooked up on that crack cocaine
I done seen my friend grandmama on that crack cocaine
I done been through too much shit I’m like the black Cobain
Making beats, Uncle E telling me ‘bout John Coltrane, huh
I’m from a sucker free zone, you cowards
I ain’t scared of nothing nigga, I’m from Bohlmann Towers
Bunch of public housing niggas man, the world is ours
We gon' take this on the road, I can’t wait to see the globe with my own two
eyes
My own two eyes
Aye
Wait to see that with my own two eyes
Okay, my own two eyes
My own two eyes aye, yeah
Rest in peace my cousin Ty Sweets, know you in heaven looking down on us nigga
with ya' own two eyes
A tree gon' be a tree, light gon' help that seed grow
Water synthesize the food right, so let’s proceed to flow
Thought brought us all here now, the. it gets deep
‘Cause that could set us apart before words taught us to speak
But it’s only one body, condensation probably
Conversation topic with my posse in the tropics with a spliff lit,
analyzing existence
String theory and friendships
I asked the old guy why he wanna' press rewind
He told me, fifty years he never took the time
He shed tears over empty bottles of beers
Thinking ‘bout his wife and kids
Failed dreams and short lived careers
I looked in his eyes and tried to see my life through his
Still wet behind my ears theough my high school years
Then life hit, i’m like shit, wasn’t we just kids?
Life is moving too fast, no time to readjust this
I pray to God you don’t crash, and keep a seat belt near us
And a GPS close, when reconnecting with folks
My hood the same
What you see when you look out your window?
I could tell you but you’ll never know
I only see it with my own two eyes
My own two eyes, see it from my own
Two eyes