Lil Dušan-Open Your Eyes-(Mix: 7, and Scale: Minor) (Official audio) (Ft. D.R.E & $en$ei).
Chorus Fuck the fake shit, I'm on that real, Drinkin' lean, chasin' mills, seal the deal. Haters talk tough but they fold like some cheap ass steel, I'm the goddamn boss, make the whole block kneel. Shit get wild, we don't stop, we evolve, Profane prophet spittin' bars that dissolve All you basic motherfuckers tryna take my throne— Bow down or get smoked, leave you cold as stone. Verse 1 I roll up in the whip, exhaust spittin' flames, Middle finger to the haters playin' fuck-boy games. Stackin' dirty money while these pussies chase clout, I'm the king of the block, bitch, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout? Phantom in the night, tinted windows, ghost ridin', Pop a bottle of that Henny, watch the weak ones start cryin'. I built this empire from the dirt, no handouts, no lies, You still suckin' on that silver spoon, bitch, open your eyes. Chorus Fuck the fake shit, I'm on that real, Drinkin' lean, chasin' mills, seal the deal. Haters talk tough but they fold like some cheap ass steel, I'm the goddamn boss, make the whole block kneel. Shit get wild, we don't stop, we evolve, Profane prophet spittin' bars that dissolve All you basic motherfuckers tryna take my throne— Bow down or get smoked, leave you cold as stone. Bitch I got ice in my wrist and it’s a Rollie, do you know that I’m Catholic you know that I’m holy. Used to be antisocial now longer lonely, You know I got my Homies. And I’m balling like 24 you could call me Kobe. If a nigga worship Satan he’s getting shot by a gun that’s holy. Put some holy water in that Smith & Wesson. So that he could get sent back to heaven. I don’t even fuck with me cause I gotta Mac 11. I could do this 24 seven cause you know I got God on me and shit is not gonna change. And I keep a golden crucifix pendant in my chain. And if Satan pulls up again. Then he’s fonna feel pain I got God on me so it’s gonna feel the pain. I got God on me no pain no gain. I got God on me. He’s gonna protect me in the plane. I got God on me is gonna protect me in the train. I got God on me and he’s always in my brain. I keep that VVS I got diamonds on my chain. I got strap on me so you know I got aim. And I never know if the bitches love me so I got game.
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Chorus Fuck the fake shit, I'm on that real, Drinkin' lean, chasin' mills, seal the deal. Haters talk tough but they fold like some cheap ass steel, I'm the goddamn boss, make the whole block kneel. Shit get wild, we don't stop, we evolve, Profane prophet spittin' bars that dissolve All you basic motherfuckers tryna take my throne— Bow down or get smoked, leave you cold as stone. Verse 1 I roll up in the whip, exhaust spittin' flames, Middle finger to the haters playin' fuck-boy games. Stackin' dirty money while these pussies chase clout, I'm the king of the block, bitch, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout? Phantom in the night, tinted windows, ghost ridin', Pop a bottle of that Henny, watch the weak ones start cryin'. I built this empire from the dirt, no handouts, no lies, You still suckin' on that silver spoon, bitch, open your eyes. Chorus Fuck the fake shit, I'm on that real, Drinkin' lean, chasin' mills, seal the deal. Haters talk tough but they fold like some cheap ass steel, I'm the goddamn boss, make the whole block kneel. Shit get wild, we don't stop, we evolve, Profane prophet spittin' bars that dissolve All you basic motherfuckers tryna take my throne— Bow down or get smoked, leave you cold as stone. Bitch I got ice in my wrist and it’s a Rollie, do you know that I’m Catholic you know that I’m holy. Used to be antisocial now longer lonely, You know I got my Homies. And I’m balling like 24 you could call me Kobe. If a nigga worship Satan he’s getting shot by a gun that’s holy. Put some holy water in that Smith & Wesson. So that he could get sent back to heaven. I don’t even fuck with me cause I gotta Mac 11. I could do this 24 seven cause you know I got God on me and shit is not gonna change. And I keep a golden crucifix pendant in my chain. And if Satan pulls up again. Then he’s fonna feel pain I got God on me so it’s gonna feel the pain. I got God on me no pain no gain. I got God on me. He’s gonna protect me in the plane. I got God on me is gonna protect me in the train. I got God on me and he’s always in my brain. I keep that VVS I got diamonds on my chain. I got strap on me so you know I got aim. And I never know if the bitches love me so I got game.