Ransom, Rome Streetz - Eyes On Fire lyrics

Always felt that love was fake
But it was hard to differentiate
Told me you would hold me down
It turns out you a pennyweight
Nine times a goofy
You a food for the tempered steak
Look in the mirror
I see somebody starin' but don't know who
The voices in my head said it's
A bolder much colder you
The windows to our souls a dark
Hole that I hope to view
Try to find a light somewhere in
There and get closer to how you really feel
Sometimes this life should get me
Sick to weave my Benadryl but I'm numb now
Go on your social media
Watch me get gunned down
Sergeant said that I had the strap
It wasn't one found so many names to name
Pain we had to soak up and charge to
The game that I'm tired of playin'
You design your life
It could be tie-dye or plain
What you want, the title, or the name?
The coins, or the change?
It's a difference
My girl said that I'm distant
On the edge holdin' my grip
The shit that I been
Through made me different
I don't see it though
Nervous police behind my vehicle
No matter what I did it could be me or you
Life or death
From the mud I walked with righteous steps
Niggas ain't real right
They bloodsuckers tryna bite your neck

Even though we came from the same gutters
Walking around
Schemin' on BMXs with chain cutters
My little man
No need for you to weigh in brother
Bullies in this game
Everyone who whispers our name stutters
Only the real relate, you into real estate?
I'm in the real estates
Travel the west wing of the
House for dinner dates i'm feeling great
Now what you would think when
You think of sinner's fate
You probably thinkin' funerals, coffins
Torture and prison gates
But then this kid escaped
Turned into a man with morals
Pay me no mind
If you're blind it's fine if
You can't afford to
Some niggas actually get upset when
They can't extort you
Your mistake was thinking that
Ran was cordial
Your plan was awful, I'm a damaged corporal
I seen a lot of wars
You swim with the sharks but I
Think I plan to snorkel
Just watch them niggas that's next to you
Some niggas give you ideas
That they couldn't execute
Life's a gamble, don't be a side bettor
You cuttin' corners on corners
Thinkin' that shit'll fly - never
I scribe letters that revive treasures
You play the box, i think outside of the box
To see who's inside better
Yeah, this shit be clearer than chlorine
Beautiful like a song from the
Soundtrack off of Claudine