Tunnel Vision

(DJ Eskimo City) (DJ Esco, what's poppin' fool?) Yeah I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last I put 40 in each pocket and the rest in the bag Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass Pretty face, I'll check the mileage I don't need a stylist We was young and wilding Broke and lost, shit I ain't have a thousand Then I started grindin', looked around, I ain't see niggas ridin' Shit I'm used to violence, gun smoke in the air like chronic Two seater on the dash, hit the pedal, this bitch quick as Sonic Don't jump in the water, it get deep, eat you like piranhas We be catchin' boxes, bust 'em open, get it poppin' Streets flooded but still gotta wait Lost it to the game, feel the pain, pills in the syrup Racks with the seals like I ain't got bills on the first Me and my life for real, you might got the chills for a verse I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last I put forty in each pocket and the rest in the bag Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass Before the money, shit, I had it, still was blessed with the cash Still was blessed with the knowledge Lead the way, they gon' follow Not a role model, I keep lean in my bottle I had to leave these hoes alone 'cause niggas beefin' about 'em Close my eyes, see Big Frank, shit I'm thinkin' about 'em I appreciate it all, nigga, we from the bottom Jump the gun and end it all before you think it's a problem It must be a full moon, I gotta frequently holla In the hills, no location, made it out Beat the odds, congratulations Keep expensive rich wear, in the latest Got two bitches on the balcony out in Vegas And you know what they say, whatever happens, then it stays Use fuck 'em then I cut, she just happy that I stayed Workin' hard, chains, whips, you been actin' like a slave Hustle hard, make it flip, before the rap, the crime paid me I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last I put forty in each pocket and the rest in the bag Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last