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American recording artist, Roddy Ricch comes through with a brand new classic hit record titled “Gods Eyes“. It is right here for free download.
The song, “Gods Eyes” is off the project called “Please Excuse Me For Being Antisocial Album“ by the American prolific rapper, Roddy Ricch.
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Roddy Ricch – Gods Eyes
“Gods Eyes” LYRICS:
He thought the money make you happy, it don’t make you different
I start to see that shit myself when I got a couple million
Crawled through the mud, I can’t lie, I seen too much
Real steppers outside, they’ll squeeze and bust
I told my brother have some patience and your day’ll come
Now he sittin’ in the county jail and he ain’t got no bond
You can walk inside my shoes like a sneaker tongue
I overcome obstacles and they still come
I was tryna make a way out, like it was my first day out
Remember my first day out, now I got M’s in account
I eat that pussy like steak, she eat my dick like a crepe
I got some niggas in the South, I sip on purple like grape
These streets by my side, you don’t want war with us
I felt so stuck in my life I had to pour me a cup
If I hurt your feelings, I’m sorry, I don’t apologize
My penthouse got a bird’s view through God’s eyes
I got gang gang (Gang gang), I got mob ties (Mob ties)
I got Porsche, with the frog eyes
Got a hand-crafted JJ with a Palm Pilot
All this money on my mind, I talk to God about it, yeah, yeah
I gotta grab dough (Grab dough)
Brand new white-white Rolls Royce and that bitch match her toes (Yeah, yeah)
I was out flockin’, I ain’t have a choice, I ain’t even had no clothes
I put my wrist inside the freezer, watch the Patek froze
Think about the time, man, we was ten
We was hoppin’ fences
I was stayin’ inside the church
I keep a strap for you and you, I know the opps intentions
Back in Genesis I was O.T. with the coco
She got a bangin’ body, booty like a roller coaster
These streets by my side, you don’t want war with us
I felt so stuck in my life I had to pour me a cup
If I hurt your feelings, I’m sorry, I don’t apologize
My penthouse got a bird’s view through God’s eyes
I got gang gang (Gang gang), I got mob ties (Mob ties)
I got Porsche, with the frog eyes
Got a hand-crafted JJ with a Palm Pilot
All this money on my mind, I talk to God about it, yeah, yeah
