Mount Kimbie, Dom Maker, slowthai, Danny Brown - ​in your eyes lyrics

But that doesn't make them very popular
And they chase the old time
The poor kids that way, can't play ball
You can't do this
Then there's the neighbors complaining
About the children
Tellin' them so and so, off
But I do think you're callin' me dirty
You're gettin' back in a blink near old
I miss you, man

How I miss the kiss (Mwah)
You used to give before I dipped (Dipped)
And dipped
(Dipped) , and dipped (Dipped) , and dipped
In your eyes, you're still the kid
Do the scratch and sniff (Ha ha)
Before we got in whips, back in BMX
Standin' on the pegs
Askin' for a chip, just to roll a spliff
'Cause we didn't have a quip, we had
To tick, and tick, and tick, and tick
'Til they come for their shit
Like you ain't gettin' it
Oi, oi, oi where's my fuckin' money?
You ain't gettin' it
Money is my glue (Glue, glue, glue)
Grab your neck and make it blue
Sad emoji for a snakey
You ain't snakey 'cause there's nothing
I won't say to you
And I don't care who you workin'
Flip the pot like I'ma play with Zeus
We like songs, where you goin'?
I know I'm bonded, it's been too long
I huff and puff, they all fall off
Rise and shine, they done and dust

Uh, uh, uh uh, ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah

Reachin' for guns, graspin' at straws
Stuck in the zone we're the only ones home
It's the man in my thoughts
Seed that we sewn
All that I known is I been here before
Start from the stone, never been pure
War in my dorm, don't open the door
Head in my hands, sat on the floor
Boys don't cry, what you cryin' for?

It's a hard knock life
Wish I float away at seas
C'est la vie, such as life
Don't bring sand to the beach
You can judge somebody by
The company they keep
Look, my friends kill my
Friends and truthfully, it's killin' me

In yo' eyes, see the window to yo' soul
Can't go back, trapped on this road
Don't know which way to go
I won't bluff, don't bite my
Hand, and trust me, i won't fold
Knee deep in them trenches
Turnin' copper into gold
Man, this world so cold
Ask me how many fucks that I could give
So, I roll my blunt so fat that
We call it body positive
You must take them bottles back
With all of that cappin'
I be hard to find like
Droppin' aspirins in Aspen
Smokin' 'bout a campfire, liar on your face
What's true can't be your race
Back in dark times, pray for sunny days
What's goin' on? Marvin rollin' in his grave
Mercy, mercy me
These niggas need to be saved
Run it up like Runyan
Tired of comin' up with somethin'
My nigga talk in code, told him
"Bring a bag of Funyuns"
Run it up like Runyan
Tired of comin' up with somethin'
My nigga talk in code, told him
"Bring a bag of Funyuns"

It's a hard knock life
Wish I float away at seas
C'est la vie, such as life
Don't bring sand to the beach
You can judge somebody by
The company they keep
Look, my friends kill my
Friends and truthfully, it's killin' me