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    Roddy Ricch – Gods Eyes [2019]

    Künstler:
    Roddy Ricch

    [Verse 1]
    He thought the money make you happy, it don’t make you make you different
    I start to see that shit myself when I got a couple million
    Crawled through the mud, I can’t lie, I seen too much
    Real steppers outside, they’ll squeeze and bust
    I told my brother have some patience and your day’ll come
    Now he sittin’ in the county jail and he ain’t got no bond
    You can walk inside my shoes like a sneaker tongue
    I overcome obstacles and they still come
    I was tryna make a way out, like it was my first day out
    Remember my first day out, now I got M’s in account
    I eat that pussy like steak, she eat my dick like a crepe
    I got some niggas in the South, I sip on purple like grape

    [Chorus]
    These streets by my side, you don’t want war with us
    I felt so stuck in my life I had to pour me a cup
    If I hurt your feelings, I’m sorry, I don’t apologize
    My penthouse got a bird’s view through God’s eyes
    I got gang gang (Gang gang), I got mob ties (Mob ties)
    I got Porsche, with the frog eyes
    Got a hand-crafted JJ with a Palm Pilot
    All this money on my mind, I talk to God about it, yeah, yeah

    [Verse 2]
    I gotta grab dough (Grab dough)
    Brand new white-white Rolls Royce and that bitch match her toes (Yeah, yeah)
    I was out flockin’, I ain’t have a choice, I ain’t even had no clothes
    I put my wrist inside the freezer, watch the Patek froze
    Think about the time, man, we was ten
    We was hoppin’ fences
    I was stayin’ inside the church
    I keep a strap for you and you, I know the opps intentions
    Back in Genesis I was O.T. with the coco
    She got a bangin’ body, booty like a roller coaster

    [Chorus]
    These streets by my side, you don’t want war with us
    I felt so stuck in my life I had to pour me a cup
    If I hurt your feelings, I’m sorry, I don’t apologize
    My penthouse got a bird’s view through God’s eyes
    I got gang gang (Gang gang), I got mob ties (Mob ties)
    I got Porsche, with the frog eyes
    Got a hand-crafted JJ with a Palm Pilot
    All this money on my mind, I talk to God about it, yeah, yeah


    Künstler:
    Roddy Ricch


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