Bckend Dre - Blind Lyrics

Dis bitch want me to read ha mind
No Rollie on, can't tell da time
Stevie wonder work sticks, just like I'm blind
Dis bitch do dicks she can't be mine

I been working all year, put in overtime
Closed curtains, lights off, I'm still gone shine
Just like Kurt angle broke that bitch spine
You lacking on corners tryna work a line

Ima family guy but I ain't no Peter
Roll up yo guy chasing bread like pita
Dey call me bckend it's nice to meet ya
Would ask yo name but ion give a damn
I really want you and all yo friends
A Rp rolling this a pink 10
U tryna get on with dat lil ass Gen
Dis arp it knock off limbs
Aarp like f*ck ya fam
Nigga play wit me he gone need insurance
I might just take yo bitch for leverage
Relationships I'm not pursuing
Tryna get rich and smoke on lettuce
Got guns inna meeting but they ain't let us
When I'm off dis drank I be seeing letters
Like Rob De Niro ima good fellow

Dis bitch want me to read ha mind
No Rollie on, can't tell da time
Stevie wonder work sticks, just like I'm blind
Dis bitch do dicks, she can't be mine

I been working all year, put in overtime
Closed curtains, lights off, I'm still gone shine
Just like Kurt angle broke that bitch spine
You lacking on corners tryna work a line

Mob with my bruudas like Scarface
Lil nigga a bitch, he talk thru pillows, might bring his bitch my place
Ion talk so im like Simon, but when I do just do what I say
Smoking on sum gas like 93, it's that shit what my car take
Smoke 2 strong I cannot face
Told lil baby ass or gas, cause I'm not really into dinner dates
I'm gone smash, with you she pass
Like Picasso paint up ha face
You be smoking backyard grass that shit dats gone give you a headache
I wasn't really into class im da typa nigga dat was inna hallways

Don't give a f*ck what a blog say
When I be serving I take cash app, Zelle, PayPal, or Apple Pay
Inna paint I be giving em hell, 22 with the shells, I be dunking like Rudy gay
Keep 12 inna Glock like Ja, when them snakes start hissing, im letting da tiger spray
Backwoods filled up with Frosted Flakes

With Tp we was on state
With Tp now we on stage
J Lin like shooting a fadeaway
Hop out walk up in broad day
00 might give you a bald fade
Ray Charles can't see without shades
For NSG Im digging up graves
But that's just how the cards lay

Dis bitch want me to read ha mind
No Rollie on, can't tell da time
Stevie wonder work sticks, just like I'm blind
Dis bitch do dicks she can't be mine

I been working all year, put in overtime
Closed curtains, lights off, I'm still gone shine
Just like Kurt angle broke that bitch spine
You lacking on corners tryna work a line