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Keep One Eye Open
Hip-Hop/Rap
Keep One Eye Open was released on July 7, 2024 by 6053122 Records DK as a part of the album Keep One Eye Open - Single
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Release DateJuly 7, 2024
Label6053122 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CARL E WARNER
CARL E WARNER
Songwriter

Lyrics

Can you tell me why these **** and their feelings
I'm a product of the straight, sexy, nature of feeling
If your mama so attractive, you know how I'm feeling
I ain't never gonna stop
To a ****, touch a billion
To a ****, touch a billion
To a ****, touch a billion
To a ****, touch a billion
I ain't never gonna stop
To a ****, touch a billion
**** say they ballin', say they hood rich
And at the same time, beggin' from their bitch
**** tryna get that pass, get that new fit
**** tryna get that pass, get that new whip
Shit caught him at his throat, got his shit stripped
Shit, ****, where I'm from, ****, Cedric
Lil' **** round the corner, got his shit flipped
Lil' brother try to fight, got his shit split
****, come up off that porch if you ain't raised right
Had my back against the wall, had to learn how to fight
No Nikes on my feet, but we took flight
This happen every night
****, police on my block, it's like a street parade
Too many victims in these streets, tryna flip the page
****, police on my block, it's like a street parade
Too many victims in these streets, tryna flip the page
I just fucked up, ****, I just fucked up
I just fucked up, ****, I just fucked up
Too many victims in these streets, tryna flip the page
I just fucked with them **** who don't say shit
****, pull up to your house with them drumsticks
Too many roaches in your house, time to move shit
I'm bout to vict everybody on that bullshit
I got Tia, got Tamera, that's just two clips
**** try to do the dance, got his shit split
I got Tia, got Tamera, that's just two clips
**** try to do the dance, got his shit split
Can you tell me why these **** and their feelings
I'm a product of the street section, ain't drug dealing
If your mama so cracked, then you know how I'm feeling
I ain't never gonna stop to a ****, touch it brilliant
I ain't never gonna stop to a ****, touch it brilliant
To a ****, touch it brilliant
To a ****, touch it brilliant
To a ****, touch it brilliant
I ain't never gonna stop to a ****, touch it brilliant
To a ****, touch it brilliant
No gold in my mouth, fake the stereotype
I'm the type to throw down, I don't care about price
****, welcome to my city, don't care about lights
Dark days, dark nights, better pay for them lights
I'm just looking at my ****, we doing shit right
I just peddled back twice, like damn, this shit nice
Fuck **** in this game, they don't pay what I price
I just fall back twice, like rolling the dice
Fuck **** in this game, they don't pay what I price
She said you got me high, don't worry about heights
I'm just looking at the block, like shoot me a kite
I done did it for my city, bitches overnight
Tryna keep the block smooth, this shit to the light
I ain't never trust a op, they dead in my eyes
I just fall back twice, ain't no need to hide
I ain't never trust a op, they dead in my eyes
I just fall back twice, ain't no need to hide
Fuck the second side, ****, that's that life though
Pull up to your house like a sideshow
Fuck **** hopping out with that missile
Ain't no need to try to beg for your life though
Shoot a **** on your head, we gon' move slow
**** right at the light, we don't move though
Shoot a **** on your head, we don't move slow
Woah, make a right at the light, we gon' move though
Can you tell me why these **** in they feelings
I'm a product of the street, sectioning drug dealing
If your mama so cracked, then you know how I'm feeling
I ain't never gon' stop
Till a **** touch a billion
Till a **** touch a billion
Till a **** touch a billion
Till a **** touch a billion
I ain't never gon' stop
Till a **** touch a billion
Till a **** touch a billion
I ain't never gon' stop
Written by: CARL E WARNER
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