French Montana - Look Me In My Eyes lyrics

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French Montana - Look Me In My Eyes lyrics

[Intro: Vado] All I wanted was my time flooded And to be one the next TIME cover These n***as don't know the grind of it Far as painting pictures, I let my mind brush it [Verse 1: Vado] You never know a man till you play cards with him Could even show his hand if you play smart with him Casino game in the park with him Chess table, black label, sippin' dark with him Surrounded by OG's and old fiends High dub, like sittin' in the nose bleeds In the half I move the whole thing There's no thing make a sound on every phone ring Get a little fame, they gon' hate See you in a chain they gon' say your cross fake Success is a due, you can pay it just cost fate They say I need me a [?] the walls' draped [Hook: French Montana] Look me in my eyes, I was built for this Got a hundred guns on me, don't get k**ed for this n***as say they riding, you ain't riding on my will for this If I die, hope the lord forgive this sh** Look me in my eyes, I'mma keep it 100 I see you f**bois coming, look me in my eyes Drummer hold a hundred, now you f**bois running Look me in my eyes [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Pull a Bentley to the block, ribbon on the hood Just to let you n***as know who winning in the hood Got the Benz, got the Rolls, the Acura Audi 12 mill on the floor, she vacuuming around it I'm at that big money Pacquiao payout Hit Puff for a mill on the way out Me and Pharrell charter jets from the same boy Swear to God I had the SK in the clearport Double M, we're known to hit your a** up Shooters jumping out of their mask like we Daft Punk Fat Trel, Stalley, n***a (Rockie Fresh!) We the best, real n***a, rally n***a [Hook] [Verse 3: Vado] No need to front, these hoes know me I'm Kobe, I'm know for scoring a bunch Having a bunch in the Plaza, top floor on the Trump What you grabbed the whole year, I bagged more in a month Hah, that's right I'm mad nice Posted in front of corner stores like bag ice I know your who*e, she blow the horn like bagpipes I'm in baby's sh**, cleaned up like a** wipes Bugatti parked, be Gotti sharp Like the Tin Man, steel on me without a heart Been with them soldiers, boy, before Collipark Surrounded by sharks in the ocean with body parts [Hook]