Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eye, artist - Rich Homie Quan.
Date of issue: 27.04.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Eye |
I ain’t never felt like this |
I ain’t never felt like this |
I ain’t never felt like this |
I ain’t never felt, I ain’t never felt |
I ain’t never felt like this |
I feel like biggie when he got his first check |
I’m feeling like Big Meech when he fucked up the whole A |
I’m in love with too much money to find me a soul mate |
I feel like I’m 2Pac cause my set be on the way |
I throw up them W’s no W that’s where we stay |
From Inglewood up to Bompton I’m good wherever I’m at |
Blow torch that fence I had dropped it and told the police suck my dick |
And got away then I bought that bitch a Birkin bag and told that hoe to get out |
of my face |
I (don't do what) don’t condone the violence |
I count it on what Miley Cyrus |
I got nothing but codeine all in my body |
I want her to get on top of me and ride me like a Harley |
I wanted to be rich, I couldn’t get that shit, I couldn’t get that shit so |
I had to make my own way by myself, I had to make a own name by myself |
I couldn’t get rich, I didn’t have shit, I didn’t have enough so I did what I |
did |
Went to jail, did my biz |
Came home, I took off, I took off |
I feel like biggie when he got his first check |
I’m feeling like Big Meech when he fucked up the whole A |
I’m in love with too much money to find me a soul mate |
I feel like I’m 2Pac cause my set be on the way |
I throw up them W’s no W that’s where we stay |
From Inglewood up to Bompton I’m good wherever I’m at |
Blow torch that fence I had dropped it and told the police suck my dick |
And got away then I bought that bitch a Birkin bag and told that hoe to get out |
of my face |
I don’t know why I feel like this |
Purple mack lipstick all on my dick |
Hit it from the side legs up don’t try to look at my wrist |
Is that a rollie, Yeah |
Hit it from the back while I do the Rich Homie dance |
I’m chillin on this yacht with a hundred thousand in my pants |
I can still whip it in the pot nigga I be still poppin xans |
Who the fuck gone stop the man |
I can end a motherfucking nigga life like a doctor can |
But I didn’t know I was gone be this rich, I had to take some X cause I didn’t |
know I would be this rich |
But I got too much invested plus I’m a legend |
I feel like Michael Jordan when he played with the 98 Bulls |
I feel like biggie when he got his first check |
I’m feeling like Big Meech when he fucked up the whole A |
I’m in love with too much money to find me a soul mate |
I feel like I’m 2Pac cause my set be on the way |
I throw up them W’s no W that’s where we stay |
From Inglewood up to Bompton I’m good wherever I’m at |
Blow torch that fence I had dropped it and told the police suck my dick |
And got away then I bought that bitch a Birkin bag and told that hoe to get out |
of my face |
Ooh |
Ooh (I am) |
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh |
Rich |
Homie |
Baby |
I I I I I I I I I |
You Tina Turner I’m Ike |