Ocean Eyes Lyrics

Stackin'

Look yeah look it's been a minute

But damn that motherfucker still ain't coming on

It's gone hit

It's gone hit

Look yeah yeah yeah bitch

It's been a minute I'm back up in business I had to go get me a Glizzy

Me and Lil Bro we up at the store and you know that we serving them Vickys

We not trapping for no reason we trying to get to them Benji's

I lost a pack in the mail before and had to go knock on the neighbors door

My bitch she bowleg and pigeon toe

Just gave her some dick now she want some more

When I'm there you know that they swing My door

I hang out the window no peep hole

When we ride you know we trying to catch A score.

Up on the board we gone catch his folks

Knock off his head with a telescope

I'm a hustler I'm a never go broke

Say what you want but we getting dough.

Boosie came home now we on the road.

We flew to the pack Just to drive home

Can't understand why you left me alone. Fuck all your friends I want you alone.

When you with them you switch up your tone

I can tell that you got me on speakerphone you say that you love me I get it though

Want you to pray for my soul

Death got a hold

Transgression on my mind

See I'm trying to take a soul

In a coop with some killers

And you know I can't fold

See I already knew what it was before I hopped up in this bitch

And I know bro dirty and I know he got them sticks

two Dracos A zip and a fifth

If we get caught we fellons

We going in

Don't got time to go bond out no pen

Out on double bond can't go back in

And to my friends and To my Fam

I'm sorry for the bull shit I put y'all in

Just trying to be the man I say I am

I know it's getting hard but take my hand

I got to be brave that's who I am

Up in the morning is 3 AM

Can't really sleep fighting demons again

I know it's my pass and what I did

But if I did I'll do it again

Don't really regret shit that I did and if I die I know what it is

And to my family spin the Ben's

Spin again and spin again

Spinning back until it end

I'm a hustle to the end

I'm at hustle for M

And when I get it

I'm a do that shit again

Say I'm recording right now

And my bracket steady beeping off

And you know I'm at the crib it's 9pM

I'm steady nodding off

Dropped a perk up in my soda

Now i'm starting to feel it dawg

Now i'm in my feelings dawg

Naw I can't forget my dawgs

Naw I can't forget you pops

You know I miss you pops

You know I miss you Nigga

You was suppose to be here Nigga

It's so much shit I haven't experienced with you yet

But I can't sweat ima get it off my chest

Since you been gone I had to man up and that's dat

Got caught slipping turned to a vet

This ain't no charger this a CTS

Put it in sports turn to a jet

Got your bitch giving me her checks

Busting her down she say I'm a mess

Right before she give me that neck.

Than she gone than it's on to the next

Back outside trying to get me a check

Can't waste my time with a little bitty bitch

This nigga talk fast he thinking he slick

But I got lil bro in the cut with the stick

Pouring up fours in Fantas and shit

Don't get caught slipping when you out with your bitch

You know who I'm with