Look In Your Eyes

[Intro: RIZ-SD]
(Uh, American Psycho 2)
Turn the headphones on this motherfucker SWAG'
Turn me the fuck up
Sometimes you always got a snake around you, man
(The LA Leakers, baby!)
It take real shit to happen for you to notice, man

[Verse 1: RIZ-SD]
So this the motherfucking thanks I get
All the work I put in, all the guns I spit
Guess it's fuck me now, I'm old news, huh
Snake nigga, bitch nigga, you was always soft
I never change, still dipping in them things
Range Rover, all black, rims to the fitted
Fifth still with me, in case you want to get with me, pause
In other words man, the barrel by my balls
I get it going, boy, it's your call
My last shot hit, I made the last score
Me and Paul balling, in and out of town with it
Street Fam, Shakedown, my niggas hot with it
They should have told 'em for niggas stolen, my niggas rolling
Fuck security, ain't even sure God can hold them
Fuck security, ain't even sure God can hold them
Not a soul breathing, SD forever eating

[Chorus: REO Speedwagon sample (Red Cafe)]
You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby
(Real nigga shit, we out here bending these corners...)
There was something missing
(Making them boss moves...)
You should've known by the tone of my voice, maybe
(Real niggas inside, real niggas outside)
But you didn't listen (free my nigga RIZ, Shakedown... HA!)

[Verse 2: Red Cafe]
Keep the grass cut low so I see the snakes
Light on the baking soda, so the fiends feel the base
I'm getting Arab money, a nigga off the crates
Still living in hell, e'vry two weeks, I'm out of weight (what else?)
From a place where summer ain't promised, hell
Niggas go to jail, start singing The Delfonics, well
Streets know I got that anesthetic (yeah)
Make them numbers stretch, cal-esthetic
Dope boy from the day of my arrival
From that borough, be thorough or, tongue kiss the nozzle
Of the four pound, get down or lay down
Never bite the hand that feeds you
That's the motto when joining the Shakedown (huh?)
I don't drink and drive, I might drink then drive (yeah)
While a thot suck me dry, I just wanna feel alive
Word to Biggie, I'm Brooklyn 'til they kill me
Middle of the summer, jewelry got a nigga chilly, what else?

[Chorus: sample (Red Cafe)]
You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby
(Real recognize real, from my side to your side)
There was something missing (street niggas...)
You should've known by the tone of my voice, maybe
(Ev'ry real nigga in the borough of Brooklyn, you already know...)
But you didn't listen (it's just us..)

[Verse 3: RIZ-SD]
I hear 'em talking, I see 'em watching
Got me on my Jay-Z shit, these niggas jocking
They're calling cops on niggas, these hoes watching
Sucker niggas telling, but last, he's steady watching
We got Brooklyn, we been eating
Other niggas try but competition won't survive
Shakedown to the death of me, haters want the receipe
My people up in heaven watchin niggas say he blessing me
Pretty (?) my mom steady protecting me
I know they hate me, I can see it in they eyes
But bitch I'm good, you play me them shots fly
Somebody told you wrong, my life real, that's no lie
I'm in the streets, thug side to the side
Keep a couple killers with me, no names, why try?
They can talk it all they want, but they put a finger on me
Them niggas they will die, what's up?

[Chorus: sample (Red Cafe)]
You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby
(Street niggas...)
There was something missing (free my nigga RIZ...)
You should've known by the tone of my voice, maybe
(Free all my soldiers lock down, we out chere...)
But you didn't listen (Shakedown...)
(Whatever niggas want...)