King Eli, Victories - Turmaitzed lyrics
[King Eli, Victories - Turmaitzed lyrics]
When you look in my eyes you
See i am traumatized all
These people keep telling me lies
But i always smile i never frown
You might just drown
In all this drip (splash) no i am not a crip
But, you might get hit (bow)
Fucking on yo bitch
You might get hit
Wit the stick and that bitch got a kick
Remember when we was kids
We was on our shit then you
Changed right when i got rich
Now you act like a bitch i
Didn't even have a dollar
Now i am fucking on yo mama
(yeah) i never took a lost
I moved my family out hoooood now
I am just going to
Run up these bands i shoot at yo mans he
Got a whole in his pants i am just keeping it
Real keeping it 100 fuck
Everybody who was hating
All the real niggas keep fading i
Told myself to be pacite yeah
Fuck all them hating and i
Say fuck satin because i
Am just being realist to ever live
Pull up and shoot at
His crib and left a bullet in his a lip
(yeah) when you look in my eyes you
See i am traumatized all
These people keep telling me lies
But i always smile i never frown
You might just drown
In all this drip (splash) no i am not a crip
But, you might get hit (bow)
Fucking on yo bitch (yeah)
Haters be hasten and niggas be
Slangin ain't no way that
It will change locked up for the petty shit
(petty shit) soul in pain drugs in
My brain (in my brain) so
Cold im Mr Freeze some how slangin
With A, s and B, s but my momma told me to
Stay away form those thangs
Instead i bought her a whole lot of things
(yeah)
When you look in my eyes you
See i am traumatized all
These people keep telling me lies
But i always smile i never frown
You might just drown
In all this drip (splash) no i am not a crip
But, you might get hit (bow)
Fucking on yo bitch (yeah, slatt, slatt)
See i am traumatized all
These people keep telling me lies
But i always smile i never frown
You might just drown
In all this drip (splash) no i am not a crip
But, you might get hit (bow)
Fucking on yo bitch
You might get hit
Wit the stick and that bitch got a kick
Remember when we was kids
We was on our shit then you
Changed right when i got rich
Now you act like a bitch i
Didn't even have a dollar
Now i am fucking on yo mama
(yeah) i never took a lost
I moved my family out hoooood now
I am just going to
Run up these bands i shoot at yo mans he
Got a whole in his pants i am just keeping it
Real keeping it 100 fuck
Everybody who was hating
All the real niggas keep fading i
Told myself to be pacite yeah
Fuck all them hating and i
Say fuck satin because i
Am just being realist to ever live
Pull up and shoot at
His crib and left a bullet in his a lip
(yeah) when you look in my eyes you
See i am traumatized all
These people keep telling me lies
But i always smile i never frown
You might just drown
In all this drip (splash) no i am not a crip
But, you might get hit (bow)
Fucking on yo bitch (yeah)
Haters be hasten and niggas be
Slangin ain't no way that
It will change locked up for the petty shit
(petty shit) soul in pain drugs in
My brain (in my brain) so
Cold im Mr Freeze some how slangin
With A, s and B, s but my momma told me to
Stay away form those thangs
Instead i bought her a whole lot of things
(yeah)
When you look in my eyes you
See i am traumatized all
These people keep telling me lies
But i always smile i never frown
You might just drown
In all this drip (splash) no i am not a crip
But, you might get hit (bow)
Fucking on yo bitch (yeah, slatt, slatt)