Luyện nghe bài hát Caught Their Eyes

for it
I'm for it

Ah

East Side
With feets high
Nigga with Lisa
Talkin' about Lisa, nigga
With that we-sa,
With that Side
dance, uh
Your speak the truth when everything else lies
May pretend that we kin but the vibes fly

Bruh, I survived readin' guys you
I'm surprised y'all you can disguise y'all truths
I seen eyes wide as they're about to
You can be a hairpin off and you can trigger your
I wave to these haters, give me dap
You know the world can see how phony you act, bruh
Y'all body language is all
How could you see the between you and I?
My course was much tougher
friends who kill they friends
Then hug their mothers
And show up at the funeral, with blank stares
ink, I had to read things that wasn't there
Memories may sneak down my
But I could see a side-eye in my

Ready for it, breath, fill up the void
Eyes open them up, check off the
Still stingin' tears, they try to see you
I'm for earth, ready for real
Solipsistic, admit it, I see you
So it seems, so you
I tell if you're image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my

I sat down Prince, eye to eye
He told me his wishes he died
Now, McMillan, he must be color blind
They only see green from them eyes
They eyes hide, eyes high
My eyes wide shut to all the
industry niggas, they always been fishy
But ain't no Biggie, no eye, huh
This guy had on his face
You think he wanted the with his masters?
You greedy bastards sold tickets to walk his house
I'm surprised you ain't off the casket
Don't big bro me, "Big Homie"
I've seen pure admiration rivals
I've been to Paris at two times
I've the Eiffel, I've seen a eyeful

Ready for it, breath, fill up the void
Eyes open them up, off the coins
Still from tears, they try to see you
I'm ready for earth, ready for
Solipsistic, it, I see you there
So it seems, so you
I tell if you're image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my

been out of touch for a couple years
I've ready for this for real
I can touch what I see
'Cause I've been ready for you, for

Look, you've enough. Have you no sense of decency, sir?
At long last, have you no sense of decency?

Side nigga
With that high
Nigga with that
Talkin' about Li-sa, nigga
With we-sa, nigga
With East Side
dance, uh
Your speak the truth with everything else, stars
They pretend we can but the vibes fly