bags on my eyes but i think they're designer Lyrics

Bags on my eyes but I think they're designer

Looking for peace but you know I can't find it

Thoughts in my head they keep saying I'm violent

Choppa on me and I can't keep it silent

Bags on my eyes but I think they're designer

Looking for shawty but I cannot find her

I feel okay but my heads under water

100 missed calls I don't like be bothered

Windows are tinted so no one can see me

I'm making music cuz no one can feel me

I keep my hood up so nobody talk to me

I hate my home town and most of 'em dead to me

Bad lil bitch on my phone

My momma she miss me at home

I'm in LA I got shows on the road

Then I'll go back home just to cry all alone

I do not fuck with vlone

Revenge on me until I'm dead and I'm gone

Hollywood bitches are clones

I just wan' be by my shawty at home

I'm pouring my drank

Pulling up faded at my show where I lean on the stage and they all scream my pain

I cannot fuck with a lame but they all claim my name cuz they know I got fame, ugh

I get what I want, thought I told you before

Back of the club in some vintage dior

Nose has been running I'll settle the score

I made a few bands but I'm gonna make more

I'm gonna make more, yuh

And I'll do it with my eyes closed

With my eyes closed

Bags on my eyes but I think they're designer

Looking for peace but you know I can't find it

Thoughts in my head they keep saying I'm violent

Choppa on me and I can't keep it silent

Bags on my eyes but I think they're designer

Looking for shawty but I cannot find her

I feel okay but my heads under water

100 missed calls I don't like be bothered

Bags on my eyes but I think they're designer

Looking for peace but you know I can't find it

Thoughts in my head they keep saying I'm violent