Respectfully speaking, baby, I just speak my truth
I stand on ten toes knowin' what these pussies do
Illusion all it be, confused you feeling me?
I speak a different tongue
Yall off this dopamine
I know you don't know me
That's okay though
You was at my crib
All play-doh
Last night I was in the trap, gettin' plays, ho
I'm in this paper chase, give me ink and I'll illustrate my life for ya
I'm in too deep to see a way out now
Posted on the block
A foot soldier
Trust nobody, including yo bitch, bruh
I speak so honest and you just hate that
I been like this since oh-six
Traumatized, I done lost focus
Soul searchin' for my real purpose
Trifecta.. struggle, hope & prosper
Woke up to a coma, I'm at the doctor's
Poppin' pills like a fiend, I stay f*cked up
Fifty-five-nine, that's my area
I ain't claimin' that shit, but that's where I'm from
Somewhere deep in the dirt, I'm just stuck
Fresh pack of EZA, I'm about to roll up
Where the f*ck you been at? I'm about to blow up
Ay, ay, ay
Whatcha from me?
This whatcha from me?
Whatcha want?
Whatcha want?
This ain't what you want
What you want from me?
This what you want from me?
Whatcha want?
Whatcha want?
Whatcha want from me
Wait, what.. rewind?
Say that shit on more time
Juice K too far gone
Bitch you not on my time
I'm that bubble gum flavor
You is such a hater
YSL boots from a gay alligator
Say it witcho chest lil hoe
Want you to try it
Look how I ate that
But I'm on a diet
Hush when I speak lil bitch
Be quiet I ain't ice spice
But start playing wit it Riot
My money green like Cee-lo
Running with them goons
But they keep it on the D low
And I'm Sippin' Pellegrino
Watching Al Pacino I could prolly sniff a kilo
Anyway roof gone I been swerving in that bitch
And that dick too straight
Put some curving in that bitch
I ain't in no restaurant but I'm serving in that bitch
I'm in own lane, ain't no mergin in that bitch
Ain't no bitch that's like me
Dont take that lightly
Yea right, not likely
Sippin mamosa, coup color Rosa
I know you jerkin off to that Juice Kouture poster
Aye aye aye
So watchu want from me?
This what you want from me
What you want
What you want
This ain't what you want
Watchu want from me?
This what you want from me
What you want
What you want
This ain't what you want
Eza - EYEZZZ (WATCH ME) (feat. Juice Kouture) Lyrics
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Respectfully speaking, baby, I just speak my truth
I stand on ten toes knowin' what these pussies do
Illusion all it be, confused you feeling me?
I speak a different tongue
Yall off this dopamine
I know you don't know me
That's okay though
You was at my crib
All play-doh
Last night I was in the trap, gettin' plays, ho
I'm in this paper chase, give me ink and I'll illustrate my life for ya
I'm in too deep to see a way out now
Posted on the block
A foot soldier
Trust nobody, including yo bitch, bruh
I speak so honest and you just hate that
I been like this since oh-six
Traumatized, I done lost focus
Soul searchin' for my real purpose
Trifecta.. struggle, hope & prosper
Woke up to a coma, I'm at the doctor's
Poppin' pills like a fiend, I stay f*cked up
Fifty-five-nine, that's my area
I ain't claimin' that shit, but that's where I'm from
Somewhere deep in the dirt, I'm just stuck
Fresh pack of EZA, I'm about to roll up
Where the f*ck you been at? I'm about to blow up
Ay, ay, ay
Whatcha from me?
This whatcha from me?
Whatcha want?
Whatcha want?
This ain't what you want
What you want from me?
This what you want from me?
Whatcha want?
Whatcha want?
Whatcha want from me
Wait, what.. rewind?
Say that shit on more time
Juice K too far gone
Bitch you not on my time
I'm that bubble gum flavor
You is such a hater
YSL boots from a gay alligator
Say it witcho chest lil hoe
Want you to try it
Look how I ate that
But I'm on a diet
Hush when I speak lil bitch
Be quiet I ain't ice spice
But start playing wit it Riot
My money green like Cee-lo
Running with them goons
But they keep it on the D low
And I'm Sippin' Pellegrino
Watching Al Pacino I could prolly sniff a kilo
Anyway roof gone I been swerving in that bitch
And that dick too straight
Put some curving in that bitch
I ain't in no restaurant but I'm serving in that bitch
I'm in own lane, ain't no mergin in that bitch
Ain't no bitch that's like me
Dont take that lightly
Yea right, not likely
Sippin mamosa, coup color Rosa
I know you jerkin off to that Juice Kouture poster
Aye aye aye
So watchu want from me?
This what you want from me
What you want
What you want
This ain't what you want
Watchu want from me?
This what you want from me
What you want
What you want
This ain't what you want
I stand on ten toes knowin' what these pussies do
Illusion all it be, confused you feeling me?
I speak a different tongue
Yall off this dopamine
I know you don't know me
That's okay though
You was at my crib
All play-doh
Last night I was in the trap, gettin' plays, ho
I'm in this paper chase, give me ink and I'll illustrate my life for ya
I'm in too deep to see a way out now
Posted on the block
A foot soldier
Trust nobody, including yo bitch, bruh
I speak so honest and you just hate that
I been like this since oh-six
Traumatized, I done lost focus
Soul searchin' for my real purpose
Trifecta.. struggle, hope & prosper
Woke up to a coma, I'm at the doctor's
Poppin' pills like a fiend, I stay f*cked up
Fifty-five-nine, that's my area
I ain't claimin' that shit, but that's where I'm from
Somewhere deep in the dirt, I'm just stuck
Fresh pack of EZA, I'm about to roll up
Where the f*ck you been at? I'm about to blow up
Ay, ay, ay
Whatcha from me?
This whatcha from me?
Whatcha want?
Whatcha want?
This ain't what you want
What you want from me?
This what you want from me?
Whatcha want?
Whatcha want?
Whatcha want from me
Wait, what.. rewind?
Say that shit on more time
Juice K too far gone
Bitch you not on my time
I'm that bubble gum flavor
You is such a hater
YSL boots from a gay alligator
Say it witcho chest lil hoe
Want you to try it
Look how I ate that
But I'm on a diet
Hush when I speak lil bitch
Be quiet I ain't ice spice
But start playing wit it Riot
My money green like Cee-lo
Running with them goons
But they keep it on the D low
And I'm Sippin' Pellegrino
Watching Al Pacino I could prolly sniff a kilo
Anyway roof gone I been swerving in that bitch
And that dick too straight
Put some curving in that bitch
I ain't in no restaurant but I'm serving in that bitch
I'm in own lane, ain't no mergin in that bitch
Ain't no bitch that's like me
Dont take that lightly
Yea right, not likely
Sippin mamosa, coup color Rosa
I know you jerkin off to that Juice Kouture poster
Aye aye aye
So watchu want from me?
This what you want from me
What you want
What you want
This ain't what you want
Watchu want from me?
This what you want from me
What you want
What you want
This ain't what you want
Writer: Ernesto Zarate, Rafael Velazco
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid