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Red Eye Video (MV)




Performed By: Cyrus XLV
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: ALEXANDER NWAZUE




Cyrus XLV - Red Eye Lyrics




Cyrus
Boyz eye don red oo...
Hey hey hey...

Kinda like Tupac, flow keeps the streets hot
Father taught me to flow then he put me on top
Jesus Touched The Kid
I stay blessed non-stop who would ever think that boy would end up on top, cos back when
I started rappin, wasn't hit trackin, didn't have a label then so not much happened
Couple years of hustle now i got shit crackin, dough we be stackin, shows they be lining up
But still I'm lookin up, when it comes to the hustle I got my eye on the cup
When it comes to the rap game, name on the crown, focused on my target never lookin down
I stay ready from the crown on my head to the sole of my kicks
Waitin for the next big show to dive straight in, destined to win certified
God chose him, so ladies and gentlemen, the show boutta begin, get in

Dem no wan know...
Boyz eye dey red ooo
Boyz eye dey red ooo

Motherf*cker, freeze, hand over the cheese and the cars keys strapped wit these
So this ain't the time to grow no n u teez cos if you sneeze
I'm rockin rollin ballin wit fellaz that's focused to know this
We'll notice if them jewels you be rockin is bogus
And ya know it's so real as I tell it, them niggaz reveal it, you give it
Get lost, now you've splitted, conceal it, we hid it, we sell it, dividends
We splittin it, like i told ya, keepin it soulja, rollin off wit yo rover
Yeah it ain't fair I know, that's the way it go
Niggaz movin big thangs just to get that dough
Fellas cuttin big pipes just to get that flow
But while they busy on the job, jtf don show, uh oh
Some never come back home, others end up in a cage
Bidness went down wrong, sentence is long, in jail time moves real slow
All because you wanted to blow, fast money dey choke
In my hood, I seen young boys taking bad chances
Tryna get advances, so they can push benzes
Some is rich, some is late, others in cages
Cos only legal money is the money that stayzzzz
But it grows in stages

Dem no wan know
Boyz eye dey red ooo
Boyz eye dey red ooo

Some people livin on less than a dollar, you frontin you a baller, jewels on ya neck
How they not gone rob ya, diamonds on ya wrist
How they not gone call ya, it dont matter what or not you do they'll follow
Now the forces we put in service to protect us
A couple bad minds got a lot of people nervous
Violence is not the way despite the purpose
Innocent lives lost they don't deserve this
Desperation got young girls takin bad chances
Tryna get advances so they can push lexus
Some is rich, some is late, others with babies
Cause only legal money is the money that stayzzz but it grows in stages

Dem no wan know
Boyz eye dey red ooo
Boyz eye dey red ooo
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Cyrus
Boyz eye don red oo...
Hey hey hey...

Kinda like Tupac, flow keeps the streets hot
Father taught me to flow then he put me on top
Jesus Touched The Kid
I stay blessed non-stop who would ever think that boy would end up on top, cos back when
I started rappin, wasn't hit trackin, didn't have a label then so not much happened
Couple years of hustle now i got shit crackin, dough we be stackin, shows they be lining up
But still I'm lookin up, when it comes to the hustle I got my eye on the cup
When it comes to the rap game, name on the crown, focused on my target never lookin down
I stay ready from the crown on my head to the sole of my kicks
Waitin for the next big show to dive straight in, destined to win certified
God chose him, so ladies and gentlemen, the show boutta begin, get in

Dem no wan know...
Boyz eye dey red ooo
Boyz eye dey red ooo

Motherf*cker, freeze, hand over the cheese and the cars keys strapped wit these
So this ain't the time to grow no n u teez cos if you sneeze
I'm rockin rollin ballin wit fellaz that's focused to know this
We'll notice if them jewels you be rockin is bogus
And ya know it's so real as I tell it, them niggaz reveal it, you give it
Get lost, now you've splitted, conceal it, we hid it, we sell it, dividends
We splittin it, like i told ya, keepin it soulja, rollin off wit yo rover
Yeah it ain't fair I know, that's the way it go
Niggaz movin big thangs just to get that dough
Fellas cuttin big pipes just to get that flow
But while they busy on the job, jtf don show, uh oh
Some never come back home, others end up in a cage
Bidness went down wrong, sentence is long, in jail time moves real slow
All because you wanted to blow, fast money dey choke
In my hood, I seen young boys taking bad chances
Tryna get advances, so they can push benzes
Some is rich, some is late, others in cages
Cos only legal money is the money that stayzzzz
But it grows in stages

Dem no wan know
Boyz eye dey red ooo
Boyz eye dey red ooo

Some people livin on less than a dollar, you frontin you a baller, jewels on ya neck
How they not gone rob ya, diamonds on ya wrist
How they not gone call ya, it dont matter what or not you do they'll follow
Now the forces we put in service to protect us
A couple bad minds got a lot of people nervous
Violence is not the way despite the purpose
Innocent lives lost they don't deserve this
Desperation got young girls takin bad chances
Tryna get advances so they can push lexus
Some is rich, some is late, others with babies
Cause only legal money is the money that stayzzz but it grows in stages

Dem no wan know
Boyz eye dey red ooo
Boyz eye dey red ooo
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Writer: ALEXANDER NWAZUE
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