Tunnel Vision Lyrics

I told y'all, it's Lenteos, this rap's not on my mind, I lied to you, it's Lenteos

Lenteos, what does D.I.M. stand for

I got tunnel vision, who the fuck knows you at

Face the web, I'm moving through, I ain't no patient

The money through Sunday, yeah, life is just speeding

Could've crashed out, but God said we getting even

I'm getting money regardless

I'm known to be nice, but I can get heartless

It's fun to be snapped like a fin in the gauntlet

You don't like how I move, but you stay watchin

They being too friendly, I know that they plottin

See through my glass, but there's not bulletproof

I'm wearing my coat, ain't shooting no club up

D.I.M. is on top, and we finna blow up

Talk on set, I mic out for like the win

Chop up, make them dance like Tate for the win

That bitch wanna fight, my tights in the pussy

I'm fucking it up, yeah, I'm fucking it up

Car broke down, but I'm still making moves, ho

They wanna sign me, but I gotta pay up front

Before it shows around my back, I feel like this shit

Our fans gotta get a feelin' like Baja's some shit, nigga

He need me, they might no more flow, shit, I paid

I should go with the flow, that gold, like this

Pick another one, that gold, like this

Pick another one, that gold, like this, yo

I got tunnel vision, who the fuck does you race

The web, I'm moving through, I ain't no patient

The money through something, yeah, life is just speeding

I could've crashed out, but God said we getting even

I'm getting money regardless

I'm known to be nice, but I can't get all this

I'm finna be snapped like a fin and a gauntlet

You don't like how I move, but you stay watching

They being too friendly, I know that they plotting

See through my glass, but there's not bulletproof

I'm wearing my coat, ain't shooting no club up

D.I.M. is on top, and we finna blow up

What cause the beat, you ain't giving a fuck

Blah, zay, blah, I'm swishing it up

When you hear that tone, you know you fucked up

How my name is in your mind, you don't even suck dick

I'm a chill nigga, fuck with me, you're gonna get hit

I'ma let God handle it before I do

I beat your ass, ain't gonna spin it back and shoot

I wish they ain't name, but I forgot

Besides, now I'm playing, y'all know you with

Make your ass disappear, call me Linda Wilson

All the bitches do a thing when she walks the talk

See me in person, don't know how to talk

I might got a hand, you all led too many walks

You know I'm an artist, outlining you in chalk

With a quick draw, try to get the shape

And rest a nigga like an Etch-a-Sketch

Shots got your ears, bring your mind on D&D

Alpha throwing Bs, you ain't know it, ain't don't see me

Moving like I'm John Cena, you can't see me

Glock with the strips like remote, I'ma turn up the volume

Oppa's a problem, now I gotta solve him

Just like a match, I'ma put you together

You got the beef, and I got a vendetta

They guess I smoke, that shit got me coughing

You under a smog, I'll put you in a coffin

I shoot like a Celtic, I must be a Boston

You say that they on one, we might got a offer

I got tunnel vision, who the fuck was you racing

The web, I'm moving through, I ain't no patient

The money through Sunday, yeah, life is just speeding

I could've crashed out, but God said we getting even

I'm getting money regardless

I'm doing to be nice, but I can't get all this

I'm trying to be snap, like a Finley Gauntlet

You don't like how I move, but you stay watch

They being too friendly, I know that they plotting

See you throwing my glass, but that is not bulletproof

I'm wearing my coat, we ain't shooting no clobber

B.I.M. is on top, and we from blow up

And we from blow up

Yeah, and we from blow up

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