George OG Kush - Tunnel Vision lyrics
[George OG Kush - Tunnel Vision lyrics]
YAH YAH YAH YAH
Its been a mystery
And still they try to see (YAH)
Why something good could hurt so bad
(yah yah yah yah) caught on a one way street
The taste of bitter sweet
Love will survive somehow some way
Power conscious happiness never constant
But a real effort'll
Get you there if you want it
They couldn't do nothing
Bout my connection to YAH
All these devils hate my profession but naa
I ain't stressing
Stepping, love is my only weapon
And it get to teching like heaven sent him
Don't ever test him
'Cause the life a blessing guess I could say
"Yea I learned my lesson, "
Shit, post adolescence I was
Tripping how you tripping on me
But, I guess I'm living
Now I'm different homie
See the bigger picture when I hit my OG
He doing life for real
You could do life for real
Trying to keep us out of the pen
But niggas trifling still
Talking bout they rifle still
It's like I'm suicidal
Holding on my Bible still
Holding on to prophecy and
They watching me like a star that fell
Babylon imposter'll say
Rasta and don't know Gargamel
So now you hot as hell
Probably got a Glock for sale
Might as well point that at
Yo momma let The Father
Tell the story, you're Cain and
Abel loved you til you shot him so
If it's a hell, yea it's
A hell and you gotta go
Cause you ain't got a soul
I mean you keeping it real
And you don't give a fuck
You ain't got no chill and nigga so what?
That's what they told us before they sold us
I don't see no love that's why I show love
"And nigga so what?"
That's what they told us before they sold us
I don't see know love that's why I show love
Its been a mystery
And still they try to see (YAH)
Why something good could hurt so bad
(yah yah yah yah) caught on a one way street
The taste of bitter sweet
Love will survive somehow some way
Power conscious happiness never constant
But a real effort'll
Get you there if you want it
They couldn't do nothing
Bout my connection to YAH
All these devils hate my profession but naa
I ain't stressing
Stepping, love is my only weapon
And it get to teching like heaven sent him
Don't ever test him
'Cause the life a blessing guess I could say
"Yea I learned my lesson, "
Shit, post adolescence I was
Tripping how you tripping on me
But, I guess I'm living
Now I'm different homie
See the bigger picture when I hit my OG
He doing life for real
You could do life for real
Trying to keep us out of the pen
But niggas trifling still
Talking bout they rifle still
It's like I'm suicidal
Holding on my Bible still
Holding on to prophecy and
They watching me like a star that fell
Babylon imposter'll say
Rasta and don't know Gargamel
So now you hot as hell
Probably got a Glock for sale
Might as well point that at
Yo momma let The Father
Tell the story, you're Cain and
Abel loved you til you shot him so
If it's a hell, yea it's
A hell and you gotta go
Cause you ain't got a soul
I mean you keeping it real
And you don't give a fuck
You ain't got no chill and nigga so what?
That's what they told us before they sold us
I don't see no love that's why I show love
"And nigga so what?"
That's what they told us before they sold us
I don't see know love that's why I show love