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fya man - thats why my eyes are so red كلمات الأغنية

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aye
did the opposite of wait

now we private plan
from state to state

aye

why are your eyes so red

put that on every playlist
every statement

thats the only thing moving right now

hitsonly

verse1:
here’s a slice of the life
of this n-gga named fya man

supper intelligent
fly young gentlemen

from 10 year old wiz kid
to trapping in high school

yo b-tch give me brain
with a thousand iq

i got a way with the ladies
& keep it real

make a different type of music
but i started with drill

not a slave
or catcher

but i’m always in the field

i smoke weed
had to stop popping the pills

granny praying that i never catch a felony
mind thinking longevity
til im 70
its heavenly
how i give them h-ll
don’t mess with me

dont play with fya
can’t let you make me out to be a lier

b-tch im more chicago than that buck fifties briers
with the clock on it

or footworking
hitting the 40’s
like a alcoholic

don’t tweak

i can get yo whole posse popped

bullets whistle threw yo kitchen
like a hot tea pot

shout out my brother
lik yusef

he a stone
so he coming across chest
like a seat belt

fya flow
hot enough
to make heat melt

& the bars bizarre
shout out to d12

hook:
i remember
i remember

what it feels like

verse2:
look
according to the will of times

if you black
then yo life ain’t worth more than a dime

everything ain’t fine

shid i might get shot in the spine
by a cop
& he won’t do no time

the world is cold
really its kinda
like a banana

super slippery
if you feel to
choice the right slope

start running with malik
gave a n-gga hope

we all on the same river
just on different boats

i smoke dope to cope
& jokes is just that
jokes

sh-t real in the field
& that i know

so
ima just
keep it real as i can &
let my n-ggas know

they got the whole world
in their hands

hitsonly

hook:
hey
we on fire
got to start your own fire
spark it up
i got that
fire

just let it hit your soul

verse3:
memories of me and my mother
both abused by my dad
we needed each other

praying for eric
love for my lil brother
im just thankful
& i’m happy when i see him hustle

this for them kids
that wonder why they momma stay with they daddy

thats a age old question
that i can’t
answer for you sadly

i just play it by ear
fya took a music cl-ss

but its hard to read the notes
when yo eyes all black

& you feel like you richard wright
black boy

started gang banging
& hanging with them
jack boys

started skipping school
so i could sell some
crack boy

i was risking my freedom
for some f-cking evisus’

i was feeling so bad
i was hardly even sleeping

awaken a night
by the sound of my momma wepping

i had a dream
that my grandmother relapsed

on the sh-t that i was selling
with them pink caps

pipe in her hand
son

are you that ruthless

i woke up
& gave my pack away
they called me stupid
f-ck it

i wasn’t built for the crack game
got my pen & pad

lets see about this rap game

lets see if i can make it out these f-cking trenches

i be feeling like a solider
fighting wars in my kitchen
im the f-cking realist

thats why my eyes so red

hook:
don’t ask me how
i came this far
& still alive

i’ll tell you how i’m going strong
but in disguise

everyday feels wrong

but it feels right
its back & forth
inside my mind

im going crazy
save me tonight

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