Good Eye Lyrics

And every word I utter, my nigga is gutter depth

The bars keep a nigga off guard like stutter step

The head nigga 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 nigga is gutter depth

The bars keep a nigga off guard like stutter step

The head nigga 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 niggas 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 nigga is gutter debt

The bars keep a nigga off guard like stutter step

The head nigga 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 nigga

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 nigga

Thank you for teaching me

How to learn things

And how to accept certain things

Thank you