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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Saviii 3rd
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrus Washington
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
K. Wrigs
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
These **** is still fuckin' talkin'?
You **** is still breathing?
You fuckin' roaches, aight
2100
Told these ****, uh
[Verse 1]
Seem like every time I try to get a peace of mind
A **** tryna get a piece of mines
Every time I try to get a peace of mind
It's a **** tryna get a piece of mine
It could get contagious
Ayy, for what it's worth I turned a minus to a plus in jail to get some patience
I get anxiety 'cause finally we gettin' major
**** still cutthroat like we lickin' razors
And don't kiss me, I might cut you
For what it's worth, I talk to Yankee, let him know a **** loved too
Same shit, dawg, **** steady bustin' like
Bitches steady fuckin', 21st still corrupting
Now I'm looking at shit different like I can't be seen in public
I ain't even blue but I know they feeling my eruption
I'm making these adjustments, not settling for nothing
Graduated to a check from dirty money out the duffel
Now I know my worth, for what it's worth
I take it day to day, I got a lot to learn
I never could settle, I don't get defeated
These **** thought they wanted trouble, now they seein' deacons
'Cause I got enemies and demons in this vision with
Just the sex, I only love her when we intimate
But I ain't into it, I can't commit to it
I let her know, for what it's worth, I still admit to shit
I really been through it
The frustration, I really been through it
Like when you know that you the one but still ain't made it, I done been through it
Condone the fakeness, I ain't into it
So I'ma tell him to his face so I can tell he just pretending it
And life is nothing but the world without the ash
A lie, hold up, let me tell you **** why
You see the level I meddle to with my mind
Reminiscing dodging bullets at the same damn time
I'm really one of a kind so I get crucial when I rhyme
Watching for the snakes, man, they Medusa in the prime
A fooly with this tooly, I spit loogies with the nine
If I ain't got it, they know Goonie got an Uzi on his side, huh?
I'm into making bands, fuck making friends
Black Polo with them Jordan 6 Infrareds
I started with Jabari we was kickin' cash
They took my ****, can I reminisce?
We was sharin' sodas, they was fifty cents
And pressing up on **** like, "What clique you in?"
Shit, I test the hands, ain't no bickering
If I died then came back, I'd do this shit again, ****
I can't forget where I came from
Can't forget all the controversy and the chaos my name brung
Can't forget my day ones when I go off about you
Can't forget all the hatin' **** that done turned out to be losers
Thank mama, I was a little kid, and all the hot guns, I was ruthless
Shit, I ain't get caught for it, I'm thanking God I got through it
Really outside, never inside, and it's viral all on my street
That's on Lionel, RIP, ****, this all eyes on 3, ayy
That's on Lionel, RIP, ****, this all eyes on 3
Keep it goin', let it rock, look
Told these ****
That's on Lionel, RIP, ****, this all eyes on 3
This all eyes on 3, look
[Outro]
All these **** snitchin' for no reason, I done lost hope
Brought my city crying city, dying on that crossroad
Bro, I gotta change my way of thinking before I drown slow
I see them coming every time I turn around, oh
Stop lyin', RIP, this all eyes on 3
This all eyes on 3
RIP, ****, this all eyes on 3
Written by: Tyrus Washington