Red Cafe, RIZ SD - Look In Your Eyes lyrics

(Uh, American Psycho 2)
Turn the headphones on
This motherfucker SWAG' turn me the fuck up
Sometimes you always got a snake around you
Man (The LA Leakers, baby)
It take real shit to happen
For you to notice, man

So this the motherfucking thanks I get
All the work I put in, all the guns I spit
Guess it's fuck me now, I'm old news, huh
Snake nigga, bitch nigga, you was always soft
I never change, still dipping in them things
Range Rover, all black, rims to the fitted
Fifth still with me, in case you
Want to get with me, pause
In other words man, the barrel by my balls
I get it going, boy, it's your call
My last shot hit, I made the last score
Me and Paul balling
In and out of town with it


Street Fam, Shakedown, my niggas hot with it
They should have told 'em for niggas stolen
My niggas rolling fuck security
Ain't even sure God can hold them
Fuck security
Ain't even sure God can hold them
Not a soul breathing, SD forever eating

You should have seen by the look in my eyes
Baby (Real nigga shit
We out here bending these corners)
There was something missing
(Making them boss moves)
You should've known by the tone of my voice
Maybe
(Real niggas inside, real niggas outside)
But, you didn't listen
(free my nigga RIZ, Shakedown hA)

Keep the grass cut low so I see the snakes
Light on the baking soda
So the fiends feel the base
I'm getting Arab money
A nigga off the crates
Still living in hell, e'vry two weeks
I'm out of weight (what else?)
From a place where summer ain't promised
Hell niggas go to jail, start
Singing The Delfonics, well
Streets know I got that anesthetic (yeah)
Make them numbers stretch, cal-esthetic
Dope boy from the day of my arrival
From that borough, be thorough or
Tongue kiss the nozzle
Of the four pound, get down or lay down
Never bite the hand that feeds you
That's the motto when joining the Shakedown
(huh?) I don't drink and drive
I might drink then drive (yeah)
While a thot suck me dry
I just wanna feel alive word to Biggie
I'm Brooklyn 'til they kill me
Middle of the summer, jewelry
Got a nigga chilly, what else?

You should have seen by the look in my eyes
Baby (Real recognize real
From my side to your side)
There was something missing (street niggas)
You should've known by the tone of my voice
Maybe
(Ev'ry real nigga in the borough of Brooklyn
You already know)
But, you didn't listen (it's just us)

I hear 'em talking, I see 'em watching
Got me on my Jay-Z shit, these niggas jocking
They're calling cops on niggas
These hoes watching
Sucker niggas telling, but last
He's steady watching
We got Brooklyn, we been eating
Other niggas try but
Competition won't survive
Shakedown to the death of me
Haters want the receipe
My people up in heaven watchin
Niggas say he blessing me
Pretty my mom steady protecting me
I know they hate me
I can see it in they eyes
But bitch I'm good
You play me them shots fly
Somebody told you wrong, my life real
That's no lie
I'm in the streets, thug side to the side
Keep a couple killers with me, no names
Why try? They can talk it all they want
But they put a finger on me
Them niggas they will die, what's up?

You should have seen by the look in my eyes
Baby (Street niggas)
There was something missing
(free my nigga RIZ)
You should've known by the tone of my voice
Maybe (Free all my soldiers lock down
We out chere)
But, you didn't listen (Shakedown)
(Whatever niggas want)