Eyes Low

[Hook] Eyes low so who is you? [Verse 1: Lil Champ Fway] I came up straight from the dirt Seen niggas lose they life over turf Might roll the purp', observe Fuck niggas is absurd Don't think smart, blood on the curb Hit the fence and police swerve My mind drift when I'm on the herb Triflin' bitches, they got some nerve People watchin, now they reachin' Who is you, why you speakin'? Eyes low we hella' chiefin' Roll another one for no reason I'm serious like T.I.P Fucked up off G.T.V Shout out to Birdman, my niggas still posted on the curb damn All the damn time I stay weeded (weeded!) Hell yeah I want it I need it (I need it!) Up here posted with the angels Cause I'm in a world full of demons Tell that bitch welcome to the darkside One fight, phonk' a nigga then we all ride [Hook] [Verse 2: Yung Simmie] I be the nigga who hit her I be the nigga who with her She rollin my swisher, ain't takin no pictures I might just dismiss her Dont love her, dont kiss her You love her, you miss her I'm chillin' with two Just thought that you knew The lyrical pistol I'm aiming at you, and Zimmerman too No coppin' a deuce, I lean off the juice Purple drank sip, just me and my crew They want me to stop but I do what I do So look at me, look at me countin' this loot My eyes hella' low so nigga who you My eyes hella' red, I'mma smoke til' I'm dead Five blunts to the head, won't talk to the feds, I'm splittin' they head Don't play with my bread Guillotine flow cause it's off for the head Fuckin' your bitch til' we fall off the bed Cause the flow like braille when it's red Hammer in my hand that's a nail to your head I smoke loud pack you can smell it in my dreads And my whole team G yeah you heard what I said Before you catch rep with my team, who you? My eyes hella low, all I see is my boots I'm talkin to your girl and she say that she like me Young ass nigga got kids like Spike Lee! [Hook]