King Combs – Eyez On C (Lyrics | Video)

Lyrics “Eyez On C” by King Combs

Uh, listen up, classy individuals
Keep my paper coming in in residuals
Put myself on the map with my n**gas too
Tryna count a hundred million in my living room
June long straight to mid long
Teflon n**ga you can’t honk

Trap bombs selling like Vietnam
Shorty have gun as the coupe top gone
So you n**gas wanna test be in the jets
Couldn’t catch me in the East or the West

Waves spin and get a vest, then get a check
Couple hittas in your home if you sendin’ threats
Have ’em coming at your crew, now you don’t wanna do that
Like you playing Russian Roulette, don’t make me prove that
Felicia’s colour blonde, but my chick brunette
Like a panoramic view when I pull the roof back

Uh, shoot for the stars from the top of the key
Drop this, I’m getting hot in the streets
And never dwell on cash
I spend it fast make it light in a week
Always busy shit, I grind in my sleep

Take notes, see I really be, I did ..
Wrong place, me and .. type differently
Waist fold like a river b, ice slippery
On the cam see it vividly, through the imagery

Who you kiddin’ black kings is a minion, they seem me more
Rap n**gas all frost, come on, see before
Since I dropped some up they say we need more
You askin’ shall we see more
Soon comin’ like I’m drive, runnin’ high, runnin’ it building
Promoting everything ’til I’m running prevalent
Ain’t for job buddy, never civilian
You n**gas blindin’ like a bunch of chameleons…

➤ Produced by Johnny “J”
From upcoming debut Mixtape “90s Baby!” (11-April-2018)
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