Tre Mission - Eyes Low lyrics

[Chorus] These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off [Verse 1] All that hate, better get for that love When the 38 call that bluff Give me all that stuff, you know how my n***as move rough We don't f** with you n***as too tough Gotta keep it discreet, n***as on road with the heat On road with the veeks, I blow from the trees Reverse the patrol from the Ds and the YGs roaming the streets It's cold in the east, and you know it's flames in the hood But my n***as exchanging the goods, I'm a slave to the juug I'm tryna make a name for myself While these n***as saying names in the hood that'd make a n***a sick Try know we'll make a n***a yak Tell the devil he can take a n***a back, I be skating with the pace You be imitating, that's an act, got a lot of n***as hating, it's a fact [Chorus] These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off [Verse 2] You n***as call that love? Better yet, call that hate Real n***a, you can call that Tre Can't call me the guy, middle finger to the other side We don't f** with them at all, that's bait Gotta keep it lowkey, I'm in the cut with the OG Got the white girl kinda OC Guarantee you OD, yup, yup, n***as go sleep Get into the green [?] street It's cold in the east, and you know it's hot on road So I'm iller with the gwop on hold When the Filipino girl getting money from the pots on stove Had Jenny from the block on road I was flipping these beans, get me, I was flipping these dreams He was tripping, I was living these scenes I was flipping these beans, same time flipping these dreams He was tripping, I was living these scenes [Chorus] These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off That's why I got my ear to the streets, eyes low f** them n***as and the five-O They don't wanna see the boy make it, I know These n***as wanna murk me off