Tunnel Vision Lyrics

I get tunnel vision when I'm dreaming of millions

I wish I had the chandeliers in my ceilings

Sometimes I break down and get all in my feelings

Long as a roof over my head I ain't tripping

I drove that Pontiac like it was a Bentley

Can't take it for vain cause you might addicted

That switch on my glizzy it shoot with no limit

These niggas a cross ya like they was christian

I hate I had to cut off a couple niggas

Can get it by myself it don't make a difference

When I had it always shared it with my niggas

But when I was broke I didn't hear from a nigga

That go to show you who really fucking with ya

The realist nigga that I know in the Mirror

I looked in the stands when nobody when was cheering

And god got the wheel but you still gotta steer it

I told my mama bury me with a pistol

You never know incase the devil be tripping

I drop on my knee cause I know he gone listen

You know ima die bout it please don't attempt it

I never thought I be facing a conviction

These felony charges got me feeling wicked

My past starting haunt me it's ghost in my kitchen

I don't want the feeling of being apprehended

I pour the wok on the rocks don't do the henny

I'm chasing my dreams you know I'm in hemi

We spray the block up ain't talking no graffiti

Then fly out the country now I'm Tahiti

I wrote this shit back in 2017

Got caught up in Austin with a couple P's

My life starting to flash like a new movie scene

Gave the scale to Hicks I didn't have nun but the weed

How they sleep on me when I'm the one in the lead

Throw the alphabet at em they been catching z's

Bought some real estate relocate to bowling green

Coming straight out the gutter like a bowling team

Boy this shit like a maze

Roll a backwood let it blaze

New diamond chain it's appraised Shid im in a daze

Call up Keshun for the fade

Gps gotta switch up ya waze

Take a trip to island I'm sipping on lean this ain't heineken

Built this shit up this a dynasty

I need some privacy

Duck off like I hit the lottery

In the new coupe with the prada seats

Drove it right out the jungle I been through a whole lot of summers

They chant when I walk through the tunnel

You Niggas is puppies I'm the big dawg need a muzzle

I stay with that tech lm in Lubbock

And they claim that they love ya But some of here for the money

Go ghost on em my feelings haunted

We eat Benihana's we rocking out like we nirvana

They sleep on me get the pajama's