"Tunnel Vision" lyrics
Get straight to it
Get straight to it like
Get straight to it
Get straight to it like
Get straight to it
Get straight to it like
Fuck the same night I met her like I knew her like
Get straight to it
Get straight to it like
Fuck the same night I met her like I knew her like
Get straight to it
Get straight to it like
Fuck the same night I met her like I knew her like
Don't call it sliding this easy work
I'm in that women like I'm in her purse
She love the dick feel like that bitch is cursed
The game hurting look like we in a circus
All that snitching got a nigga nervous
Look I'm spilling pain I don't take a rest
This alchemy speak levels and I don't miss a step
This Bobby and Whitney got a problem got this Tommy with me
Only smoke designer
You know I got it with me
Touch one of us
Get chalked up, trace ya
No chaser
I hate a
Long winded nigga
Wit short paper
Shoot from long distance
This pistol got a short temper
Stashed Glocks and tuck razor
The slut maker
Been in LA For three years and ain't see the lakers
I still got the grey safe in my Brooklyn basement
My penthouse blinds automated
My Ol school from 69
Ain't that ironic baby
Guardian angels
Hide they halos
While the demons lay low
While demons they lay low, Hennesy and halos
Juice and meech
Cheech and Chong
Kane and Undertaker
Smokey, Craig... where Nia Long
6 different drugs
I don't overdose, I sleep it off
I don't overdose, I sleep it off
Freaky T baddie with me
Hit this lick with me
I just play for keeps
While y'all do least
This bitch from overseas
This not a Percocet
This for emergencies
High like this bitch ain't with me
2cis, meo my drugs sound like abcs
2 dead boyz fuck clout
Zombie gang you know the G
This the chronic without Snoop and Dre
I smoke my own weed
Ran threw gelatos like Dolph
I'm in my bag, I palm trees
On Martin's sofa trapping out this bitch like we ain't gotta leave
Two chains, Titty Boy
I fucked her ina foreign toy
This headstash you can't afford
That girl a freak you just boring
She see me get her pants off
Same nigga 10 toes
I'm on her head like earphones, nigga
Tunnel the vision
Cullinan and doing 100 drugs in my system
Ice in the crosses, you know that we ain't religious
I'm just praying I got enough ammunition, hey!
Tunnel the vision
Cullinan and doing 100 drugs in my system
Ice in the crosses, you know that we ain't religious
I'm just praying I got enough ammunition, hey!...
Get straight to it like
Get straight to it
Get straight to it like
Get straight to it
Get straight to it like
Fuck the same night I met her like I knew her like
Get straight to it
Get straight to it like
Fuck the same night I met her like I knew her like
Get straight to it
Get straight to it like
Fuck the same night I met her like I knew her like
Don't call it sliding this easy work
I'm in that women like I'm in her purse
She love the dick feel like that bitch is cursed
The game hurting look like we in a circus
All that snitching got a nigga nervous
Look I'm spilling pain I don't take a rest
This alchemy speak levels and I don't miss a step
This Bobby and Whitney got a problem got this Tommy with me
Only smoke designer
You know I got it with me
Touch one of us
Get chalked up, trace ya
No chaser
I hate a
Long winded nigga
Wit short paper
Shoot from long distance
This pistol got a short temper
Stashed Glocks and tuck razor
The slut maker
Been in LA For three years and ain't see the lakers
I still got the grey safe in my Brooklyn basement
My penthouse blinds automated
My Ol school from 69
Ain't that ironic baby
Guardian angels
Hide they halos
While the demons lay low
While demons they lay low, Hennesy and halos
Juice and meech
Cheech and Chong
Kane and Undertaker
Smokey, Craig... where Nia Long
6 different drugs
I don't overdose, I sleep it off
I don't overdose, I sleep it off
Freaky T baddie with me
Hit this lick with me
I just play for keeps
While y'all do least
This bitch from overseas
This not a Percocet
This for emergencies
High like this bitch ain't with me
2cis, meo my drugs sound like abcs
2 dead boyz fuck clout
Zombie gang you know the G
This the chronic without Snoop and Dre
I smoke my own weed
Ran threw gelatos like Dolph
I'm in my bag, I palm trees
On Martin's sofa trapping out this bitch like we ain't gotta leave
Two chains, Titty Boy
I fucked her ina foreign toy
This headstash you can't afford
That girl a freak you just boring
She see me get her pants off
Same nigga 10 toes
I'm on her head like earphones, nigga
Tunnel the vision
Cullinan and doing 100 drugs in my system
Ice in the crosses, you know that we ain't religious
I'm just praying I got enough ammunition, hey!
Tunnel the vision
Cullinan and doing 100 drugs in my system
Ice in the crosses, you know that we ain't religious
I'm just praying I got enough ammunition, hey!...
