Luyện nghe bài hát Caught Their Eyes

for it
I'm for it

Ah

East nigga
With feets high
Nigga with Lisa
about that Lisa, nigga
With that we-sa,
With that Side
dance, uh
Your eyes speak the truth when everything lies
May pretend we kin but the vibes don't fly

Bruh, I survived readin' like you
I'm surprised y'all think you can disguise truths
I seen eyes wide as about to shoot
You can be a hairpin off and you can your Roots
I wave to these haters, don't me dap
You know the world can see just how phony you act,
Y'all language is all remedial
How you see the difference between you and I?
My course was much tougher
'Round friends who kill friends
hug their friends' mothers
And show up at the funeral, complete blank stares
Invisible ink, I had to read that wasn't there
Memories may sneak my cheek
But I could see a side-eye in my

for it, deep breath, fill up the void
Eyes them up, check off the coins
stingin' 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

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

Ready for it, deep breath, up the void
Eyes them up, check off the coins
Still stingin' from tears, try to see you
I'm for earth, ready for real
Solipsistic, admit it, I see you
So it seems, so you
I can't if you're image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my

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

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

East Side
With that feets
Nigga that Li-sa
Talkin' about that Li-sa,
With that we-sa,
that East Side
dance, uh
Your eyes the truth with everything else, stars
They we can but the vibes don't fly