
Tunnel Vision Babyface Ray
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[Intro]
(DJ Eskimo City)
(DJ Esco, what's poppin' fool)
Yeah
[Chorus]
I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last
I put forty in each pocket and the rest in the bag
Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass
[Verse 1]
Pretty face, I'll check the mileage, I don't need a stylist
We was young and wilding, broke and lost, shit I ain't have a thousand
Then I started grindin', looked around, I ain't see niggas ridin'
Shit I'm used to violence, gun smoke in the air like chronic
Two somethin' on thе dash, hit the pedal, this bitch quick as Sonic
Don't jump in the watеr, it get deep, eat you like piranhas
We be catchin' boxes, bust 'em open, get it poppin'
Streets flamin', but still gotta wait
Lost it to the game, feel the pain, pills in the syrup
Reckless with the seals like I ain't got bills on the first
Man my life for real, you might get the chills from a verse
[Chorus]
I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last
I put forty in each pocket and the rest in the bag
Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass
(DJ Eskimo City)
(DJ Esco, what's poppin' fool)
Yeah
[Chorus]
I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last
I put forty in each pocket and the rest in the bag
Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass
[Verse 1]
Pretty face, I'll check the mileage, I don't need a stylist
We was young and wilding, broke and lost, shit I ain't have a thousand
Then I started grindin', looked around, I ain't see niggas ridin'
Shit I'm used to violence, gun smoke in the air like chronic
Two somethin' on thе dash, hit the pedal, this bitch quick as Sonic
Don't jump in the watеr, it get deep, eat you like piranhas
We be catchin' boxes, bust 'em open, get it poppin'
Streets flamin', but still gotta wait
Lost it to the game, feel the pain, pills in the syrup
Reckless with the seals like I ain't got bills on the first
Man my life for real, you might get the chills from a verse
[Chorus]
I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last
I put forty in each pocket and the rest in the bag
Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass
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