Rich Fingerss - East Point of View Lyrics

Tilt my glasses on i10
Tilt my glasses on i10
Tilt my glasses on i
Tilt my glasses on i
Tilt my
Look
Tilt my glasses on i10 in a drop top rollin'
And if 12 get on my tail Ima drive like I stole it
I gave my girl money for bail if I get caught just come get me
Ima get a day in my hood cuz' I'm the man in my city
I got fans in my city I got fam in my city
I served some grams I made some bands and I can stand in my city
Go on them back streets and get hit it ain't no playin in my city
I'm on the front street with that blick better start prayin' if you miss me
I get so low on that potion sometimes it feel like I'm coastin'
I feel a similar motion it's like a gram in my roach
I say it it happen most of these niggas be cappin'
Pull up hop out wit a tec have em' talkin' outside of his neck
Screamin free all my dogs out the vet
Blow out the brains in the vette
I make it rain I don't care bout no fame got a lowercase t on my chest
I don't complain I don't hang round with lames and I'm all in her mouth like some crest
I only smoke on the best
And I had to get rid of some pest
That ain't no hat and you know that I ball like I'm workin' with Mitchell and Ness
Ask the Lord to forgive all my sins
Ask the Lord to free Ant out the pen
He been gone too long somthin' like ET he been phonin' home
I hit the streets with whatever you need if I don't sell it all I ain't goin' home
Ain't goin' home
Ain't goin' home
Tilt my glasses on i10 in a drop top rollin'
And if 12 get on my tail Ima drive like I stole it
I gave my girl money for bail if I get caught just come get me
Ima get a day in my hood cuz' I'm the man in my city
I got fans in my city I got fam in my city
I served some grams I made some bands and I can stand in my city
Go on them back streets and get hit it ain't no playin in my city
I'm on the front street with that blick better start prayin' if you miss me
Bright lights flashin'
Nigga whip ye like a nigga Kardashian
Fish tail mash it wala magic
I don't get mad cuz' it can get tragic
Nigga stretch a 4 like a nigga fantastic
Nigga keep a pole but he got it just to have it
Wrote a lot of checks and you know I cash em'
Shawty breakin' necks when she walk right past em'
I know
Some real niggas that a blast
Niggas all about the cash
Load it up and grab a mask
And they don't talk about it if it past
No they don't talk about it if it past
Run outta cash then Ima buss a bag
Run outta cash then Ima buss a bag
Tilt my glasses on i10 in a drop top rollin'
And if 12 get on my tail Ima drive like I stole it
I gave my girl money for bail if I get caught just come get me
Ima get a day in my hood cuz' I'm the man in my city
I got fans in my city I got fam in my city
I served some grams I made some bands and I can stand in my city
Go on them back streets and get hit it ain't no playin in my city
I'm on the front street with that blick better start prayin' if you miss me