Eye Know Lyrics

Money coming in, in all different typa ways

Trying to keep up we not the same

I got money coming in, in all different type of ways

And I know

You can't afford this shit so I guess it's not your taste

Might go broke

Trying to keep up we not the same, I been in some places I know that you can't

Gone count up

We up and they can't do shit that's just part of the game

Now what

Act like you up but ain't even got you a role

Come in this bitch with like five in the tote

Maybe at ten to that mother fucking coat

I ain't gotta talk cause They know what I'm on

Dior the toe so I drip when I walk

I'm gone pay for the biz I don't care what it cost

And I been on my shit with a grin when I talk

Uh yeah uh yeah

Guess he ain't got no motion

I'm off a deuce in this bitch I be rolling

Add me some more in this bitch I'll be going

I been pushing this weight like this bitch is a stroller

My net going up by the end of the month

Stupid lil bitch shoulda did what I told you

I'm in the trap counting racks just for fun

Take it or leave it

If it ain't bout a bag then you know that I'm leaving

Sprite so dirty can't see through it

Act like you fuck with music but don't even know the mother fucking beat to it

She act like she know everything but I promise their is more than you could ever see to it

Ain't no way they can do it how we do it

Heist like G.T.A

Broke boy see no bank

Scratch off through these lanes

I cannot talk if I do not get paid

Ain't bout the money then fuck out my face

I got to the hundreds ain't shit else to say

Type to smile when I go through the pain

Mile for mile I know I'm in a race

Yeah yeah

I got money coming in, in all different type of ways

And I know

You can't afford this shit so I guess it's not your taste

Might go broke

Trying to keep up we not the same, I been in some places I know that you can't

Gone count up

We up and they can't do shit that's just part of the game

Now what

Act like you up but don't even got you a role

Come in this bitch with like 5 in the tote,

Maybe at 10 to that mother fuckin coat

I ain't gotta talk cause They know what I'm on

Dior the toe so I drip when I walk

I'm gone pay for the biz I don't care what it cost

And I been on my shit with a grin when I talk