GhostWridah

GhostWridah - Eyes Closed lyrics

rate me

Uh, rider

Look, something in my cup smoother than the OJs

I'm celebrating... my broke days

Some niggas smoke haze, some niggas pop pills

Me I get half of business that come with stack...

I got bills and they stack like the strippers's tits

So like a junkie, I cannot afford to miss a hit

I'm popping like a... I'm too legit to quit

..my homie in case you actors wanna shoot a clip

Is who you're with not necessarily where you're from

Scream life music, the smarter women is going dumb

I'm going death cause... smoking the straight...

Haters say I'm shady, well baby I'm on my eighth mouth

As far this flow goes, I got about eight styles

Running through these pauses I'm feeling like I escaped trial

And they bow, when they see me they know I'm a king

Don't wanna see me counting bills that probably stink

I pull the strings, you think I'm talking of snickers

Finally get a rose, you're thinking I'm ...

I'm out here living single, I'm feeling like Miss Latiffa

And your lady I would meet,

just in case you was trying to reach her like that

Chorus:

Knock it through this with my eyes closed

See I'm the realest in the game, even God knows

I got a couple real niggas I'mma ride for

And treat these other fake niggas like a side hoe

Yeah, I can do this with my eyes closed

Oh, watch me do this with my eyes closed

Yeah, see I can do this with my eyes closed

See, I'm the realest in the game, even God knows!

Holler at them!

Look, I remember niggas used to wanna be my

Now I'm balling, I'm the one they wanna be like

I throw bills till the bitches... me high

Oh, you're number one, but nigga you don't get the eve high

I treat life like every day is my last

Blowing by the minute so every day is a blast

I'm the last, who knows, but cash rules hoes

Wanna win, put a million on my last two flows

That's a jack pot...suit with the ass cut

Now I'm going hard like they put me out the crack pot

Black sock, white kicks, Louis Vuitton spike shit

Jobs for my niggas to keep...

Music up, light tits, looking for excitement

Rappers living insane, I'm wondering where the height went

I got the game in my palm in a tight clinch

But even wet players get a ring on the white bench, oh

Chorus:

Knock it through this with my eyes closed

See I'm the realest in the game, even God knows

I got a couple real niggas I'mma ride for

And treat these other fake niggas like a side hoe

Yeah, I can do this with my eyes closed

Oh, watch me do this with my eyes closed

Yeah, see I can do this with my eyes closed

See, I'm the realest in the game, even God knows!

Holler at them!

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