Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
I like my T's crossed I like my eyes dotted
Yeah we calling the shots eight ball corner pocket
Man when you tryin' to do good
You can be so exhausted
I like my T's crossed I like my eyes dotted
Yeah we calling the shots eight ball corner pocket
Man when you tryin' to do good
You can be so exhausted
If you like T's crossed If you like your eyes dotted
Wake up hit the clock it say 5-3-0 a.m
Start the day strong no weak ends
Won't Grow weary or weaken
I know how this is gonna play out if I don't start my day laid out
I'mma be drained by the Weekend if I don't start seeking
Three miles walking the dog
Hearing God as I walk off my thoughts
Member I used to walk with my dogs
Any moment we could be accosted
I been beat up I been pressed down
And my email got me stressed out
I could rebel stick my chest out rather rebuild I don't need clout
The way that I Drip in the blood when I leave it's a drought
My flesh try to run from da work but my spirit is bout it bout it
How could I doubt it
I'm in room, it feel like top
'Cause it ain't too crowded Yeah Yeah
Blessed is the one who steadfast in the fight
Who if they stood the test they gone recieve
And be fitted with a crown of life
Feel like defeat is on repeat ain't no reprieve it ain't right
I got a de-cree I won't marvel when da devil D'Cieve it's on sight
That's on sight, that's on sight
I'm finna take back every thing he stole from my life
That's on sight, yeah that's on sight
I'm finna take back every thing he stole
Yeah yeah…
I like my T's crossed I like my eyes dotted
Yeah we calling the shots eight ball corner pocket
Man when you tryin' to do good
You can get so exhausted
If you like T's crossed if you like your eyes dotted yeah
Eyes dotted