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Good Eye
Hip-Hop/Rap
Good Eye was released on February 16, 2024 by Hidden Hand Inc. as a part of the album Life.Death.Somewhere Between...
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Release DateFebruary 16, 2024
LabelHidden Hand Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ross Garren
Ross Garren
Harmonica
Ebonique Wool
Ebonique Wool
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bellez
Bellez
Songwriter
Justin Williams
Justin Williams
Songwriter
Ross Garren
Ross Garren
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jansport J
Jansport J
Producer

Lyrics

And every word I utter, my **** is gutter depth
The bars keep a **** off guard like stutter step
The head **** in charge, Dena is what I rep
And after me, there's nothing left
Why would I change
Why would I change
Why would I
How could I
Seen this shit with my good eye
When I say that I'm coming for ya, I'm not gonna miss
Keep my foot on they jugular, used to juggle the bricks
Let me break it down for y'all, this ain't a cut you can sniff
This ain't a rush you can quit, can't get enough of this shit
Like seeing your single mother struggle
Like flipping your first dollar just to make it double
Me and my brothers trying to break like leaving a huddle
Be prepared to face the trouble if that's what it comes to
Till we cry tears of joy and play in the puddle
Why would I change
Relate to those who's living the same and give them game
As faith will show, the homies that go, roll with the play
As faith will show, the homies that go, roll with the play
And after me, there's nothing left, how could I
And every word I utter, my **** is gutter depth
The bars keep a **** off guard like stutter step
The head **** in charge, Dena is what I rep
And after me, there's nothing left
Why would I change
Why would I change
Why would I
How could I
Seen this shit with my good eye
Just a nappy headed younging escaping the cops
A straight disgrace to every face that bought a place on my block
Every neighbor said I'm making it hot, me and my gang
Shoot dice on the corner, try to make us a knot
Park nights, break out in fights, grateful for life
Came home with black eye and tried to make up a lie
Asked my mama, using steak for the ice, heed no advice
Tryna tell her it's alright, I just fell on my bike
At least I tried, mama
Told her I'm gonna, gonna hit that Willie soon
Told **** I'm gonna get that Millie soon
Rap cadences in my room, singing to a broom
Thinking, where will I bloom
And every word I utter, my **** is gutter debt
The bars keep a **** off guard like stutter step
The head **** in charge, Dena is what I rep
And after me, there's nothing left
Why would I change
Why would I change
Why would I
How could I
Seen this shit with my good eye
Yeah, y'all see any more of that blunt left
Just wanna say, my ****
Thank you for being there for me
Thank you for never turning my requests away
Thank you for answering every call from Jail
Thank you for accepting calls
Thank you for sending me packages
Thank you for giving me clothes, my ****
Thank you for teaching me
How to learn things
And how to accept certain things
Thank you
Written by: Ashton Belle Tanner, Justin Williams, Ross Garren
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