Tunnel Vision (Outro)

Aha, homie like Homie like, "Damn boy, you made it" (damn, damn) But she said, "You ain't nice" (at all) I'ma tell her I know I'm nice (look) I don't talk to niggas (nah), I don't feel these niggas (at all) Got a hundred round in my pocket, I'm ready to go kill these niggas And it's tunnel vision (yeah) When I'm in the field, nigga (in the field) If I tell Mikey, "Woo" (woo), then he gon' go drill a nigga (grrt-bah) I'm a Brooklyn nigga But shout out my Philly niggas (my Philly niggas) I don't fuck with a lot of niggas Because I'm too real for niggas (yeah, nah) They know what it means (yeah) To have million dollar dreams (dreams) Then you wake up on the block, and it's black to servin' fiends (yeah) I don't drink Belaire (nah) But I'm in Bel Air like I'm Uncle Phil Don't call my bluff Nigga, I am, and nigga, I will, look (nigga, I will) And I'm from the fields, now it's million dollar deals And it's all out of nowhere Push me, and I'ma go in there, all in a second Gun kickin' like its Tekken I'm a force to be reckon, I'm God's perfection Look, God gave me a lot in some months, but it could go in a second If I fuck the wrong bitch or walk up in the wrong session I don't talk to niggas (nah), I don't feel these niggas (at all) Got a hundred round in my pocket, I'm ready to go kill these niggas And it's tunnel vision (yeah) When I'm in the field, nigga (in the field) If I tell Mikey, "Woo" (woo), then he gon' go drill a nigga (grrt-bah) I'm a Brooklyn nigga But shout out my Philly niggas (my Philly niggas) I don't fuck with a lot of niggas Because I'm too real for niggas (yeah, nah) They don't know what it means (yeah) To have million dollar dreams (dreams) Then you wake up on the block and It's back to servin' fiends (yeah, nah) Step it and ain't no changin' it, changin' it Haha, now for who? Now for who? What do you want your impact to be on the music industry? Like a hundred years from now, how do you want people to remember you? Pop Smoke did this, he did that, he did what? Pop Smoke came in and changed the game Pop Smoke came in and showed them niggas a new vibe The whole sound, the whole vibe, the whole mood man Different Forever my heart, forever my dawgs Still will put on for you The smoke will never clear Never Woo, woo, woo, grrt-baow