Eyes Can See

[Intro: Dave East] Gangsta! Let's Flip the Mode a bit (BNG, From The Dirt) We came to bust rhymes While we light a spliff, star (Gangsta Grillz) (From the--) Drama! [Verse 1: Dave East] Sliding through the city with hitters that really rock Time to make a movie, let's shoot it on any block Felt bad for him, they shot him, he Milly rock Hard to stand the heat around niggas that's really hot Rappers acting tough in these videos really cops Know if I'm with Louie I'm good on them Philly blocks Put a switch on it, I swear it be spilling shots Five times a day, try to pray I'm still a ox Shooter used to tell me in Queens, "Don't kill a cop" Label tell me that's out the budget I still'll drop Get a lawyer, public defender gon' get you locked And I still chop with the smokers that's selling socks On defense, don't even foul em, it's still a flop Double G shit, I might be Gucci down in the spot Give this shit to Flex or Clue as soon as it drop If you knew or not, always in motion, we do a lot [Chorus: Dave East] If you really got a problem with me You could never sit in this Ferrari with me Scope on the tops so this Glock can see I ain't gotta pay 'em, you get shot for free On MSNBC, I got Ari with me They book me to come out, I never party for free Peep both hands, mami, pardon my rings I almost relapsed, all them keep talking about lames I can't do it [Verse 2: Dave East] Not a day go by I don't be in the studio Told this bitch I love her off shots of Don Julio Paradise for gangsters, I'm thinking like Coolio Shouts to everybody that prayed I would truly blow Tuck it where you can't even see it, the tooly low Roll until I go crazy-o and Tookie know I remember, I'm only smoking the bully roll I'd be up in jail if they knew what my hoodie know Flip lit, three or four bitches, I'm good to go East co, open yo chest up just pull it slow I wanted the bricks straight white that look like snow Yes-men all in my face, that look like "no" Amateurs, can't even stand with him, he a pro Rest in peace to Black Rob, on god, that look like "Whoa!" What happened to Virgil? Just got me a Louis coat If you new or old, know we in the spot we do the most [Chorus: Dave East] If you really got a problem with me You could never sit in this Ferrari with me Scope on the tops so this Glock can see I ain't gotta pay 'em, you get shot for free On MSNBC, I got Ari with me They book me to come out, I never party for free Peep both hands, mami, pardon my rings I almost relapsed, all them keep talking about lames I can't do it [Outro: Dave East] This resurgence that I'm having got you feeling quite nostalgic, huh?! (BNG, From The Dirt) I've been running the mixtape game ever since I got here! It's fair to say it's the longest run ever, right? Hahaha, catch up, niggas!