Eyes Dont Lie
Man life so sweet but this shit it could get sour
You just gotta get used to it
Man life so so wild, you just gotta get used to it
Shit I had to get used to this
All around or not around, PRIZM

You ain’t ever met a nigga like me
Look me in ya eyes blink twice if you think nice
I try to get high just to get you off my mind and that shit doesn’t work but it feels right
I think I just zoomed through a red light
Not trying to lose control, get the grip tight
The vision in the distance fade and my emotions talking in real life
On my way to you now I ain't playing
This love shit got me thrown, it dont feel right and when it rains it pours and it thunders
And lightning and everything and under
Dun da dun da dun da da dun da (ya ya)
We buck heads, bumper-to-bumper
Da da dun da

What does this feel like
Try to get you off my mind but I don’t get high
Tried to find places I could party there
I tell her if the place safe I can party there
My rims chrome like the rings on my cartier
Rick Owens on my leather boots (leather boots)
Like I’m finna shoot, I grip one of my bitches like a pistol
But are you down to be an AAngel?
And shoot aesthetics any places that we go
The runway same feeling as a free-throw
I bet she ain’t know that she could be a model
She finding hope at the bottom of the bottle, Holla
I’m just like all my bitches cause we both getting dollars, Proper
Jeep no roof, got me feeling fly
That shit feel way better when I’m high
Gripping on her thighs when she drive
When she cum, almost crashed it oh geez
Fucked in the backseat, no feet
More space when we in the GLE, glee
European delivery overseas ,Please
She couldn’t believe that I’m 19
I told her meet me at the tower by 3, szeen
Concierge at Yonge and Bloor got the keys
Hit me on the iPhone if you need, peace
My Y3 belt dropped to my knees
She turn into a dentist when I please
No teeth
I know you ain’t ever met a nigga like me
Take another sip of the smoke hope it feels right
I still try to get high just to get you off my mind and that shit doesn’t work but it feels nice
I had to put my feelings on standby cause my emotions talking in real life
All a nigga know is money, no hating
They want me pay attention but niggas ain't paying
In real life, fuck you feel like

Now I’m feeling so cold when it hits night
A nigga had to make dough just the feel right
And she don’t want to get high when I feel like I might tell her to come over at midnight
Like do I need to stay sober to feel this
Cause I don’t wanna miss life trying to get by
I don’t wanna miss flights trying to fix time
Or miss life trying to get bye
How’d you get so alluded into this?
Yeah I speak freak, I am fluent with this shit
I want you to.... come do it in the ring
Kitty got a diamond, got goo all on my ring
I didn’t think that you would like doing all this shit
Right after she come through with a Spliff
Confused who she is
In the warehouse bathroom with this bitch
Tell me for the money is it true what you did ?
Right before I met her I knew about this chick
I’ll still give her two A’s just for effort
But she’ll never get the double C’s or the G
She pacing and shit, congruent and shit
Two in the six, got three hoes all assuming I’m rich
I just signed another contract cause my pics
Renewal and shit, right before I left she knew what it is
I ain’t never met a bitch like you say the sour truth before you tell me a sweet lie
I’m still getting high, looking myself in the eyes
I just see a real nigga and it feels nice!
I’m still getting high by bedtime
Cause my emotions keep me up in real life
And I will never switch sides cause it looks nice!
I tell her look me in the eyes!

Da da da, da da dun da, da da da - da da da
Man life so sweet but this shit it could get sour
You just gotta get used to it
Man life could be so so wild, but gotta get used to it
Shit I had to get used to this!
All around or not around
Da da daaa
Man shit so sweet but shit could get sour you just gotta get used to it
Man life could be so so wild, you just gotta get used to it
Shit I had to get used to this
All around or not around