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[Intro] Yeah Richey Rich, n!gga (Thtboistokes go crazy) Go Go Go Go, go, go Go, go, go I’m in go mode, I’m in go mode [Chorus] It been a minute since I felt good, but I’m at peace now I been staying up out the hood, I ain’t selling weed now Praying up on my knees now, he told me lean down It took my understanding, fu*k a n!gga, all I need is God Pistol on my side, that b!tch there gon’ guard my brother life You say you gon’ ride, we gon’ see when you pull a homicide Eye for an eye, you take my eye, I’m taking another eye These days, I’m taking my time, tryna figure the puzzle out [Verse 1] Get the pistol and bring ’em out, then get the whips and pull ’em out, huh Hit the scene popping s*it, just went out for the broads Smash the gas, hear that motor up on the Broadway I got too much cheese, I been staying up out my opps’ way I been going through hell and back, I feel like Rod Wave Oh, you say you feel it? Well, my cuz died in my driveway It don’t matter if the sun up, these n!ggas shoot in broad day I just came through Porsche coupe like I’m Elway I’m tryna dial up my hat, n!ggas tryna kill me I ride in Cadillacs, I hit your s*it, tell ’em bill me They see what I went through, n!ggas still say they don’t feel me I damn near was a virgin when I hit the penitentiary I’m tryna just get it right, why you judging up on my history? Same n!ggas I fronted, n!ggas done turned into my enemies If I ain’t had no hundreds, I know b!tches wouldn’t be feeling me I be praying to the Lord, tryna stop my dirty tendencies [Chorus] It been a minute since I felt good, but I’m at peace now I been staying up out the hood, I ain’t selling weed now Praying up on my knees now, he told me lean down It took my understanding, fu*k a n!gga, all I need is God Pistol on my side, that b!tch there gon’ guard my brother life You say you gon’ ride, we gon’ see when you pull a homicide Eye for an eye, you take my eye, I’m taking another eye These days, I’m taking my time, tryna figure the puzzle out [Verse 2] They say I got a hit song when I came back with it This s*it I’m dropping all gas like I put packs in it They say I took that \”Help Me\” and went and put some crack in it I got a thousands hits, pu*sy n!gga and I’m back litty When you fu*k a bad b!tch, you gotta go put your back in it Don’t think I’m lacking when I pop out, I got the frrt-frrt with me I don’t talk when I’m with hoes, I can’t put ’em up in the gang business You be pillow talking to b!tches, you done fu*ked ’round, turnt to a lame in it Fu*k ’round, get a ticket how I skrrt on n!ggas and lane switch it Deuce of molly santan before I fu*k with some lame b!tches Ask that last n!gga what that motherfu*king fame get you If I break some bread with you, n!gga, I shared that pain with you [Chorus] It been a minute since I felt good, but I’m at peace now I been staying up out the hood, I ain’t selling weed now Praying up on my knees now, he told me lean down It took my understanding, fu*k a n!gga, all I need is God Pistol on my side, that b!tch there gon’ guard my brother life You say you gon’ ride, we gon’ see when you pull a homicide Eye for an eye, you take my eye, I’m taking another eye These days, I’m taking my time, tryna figure the puzzle out. Eye For Eye lyrics – Real Boston Richey : Get lyrics and music video of this beautiful song here on LyricsBull.com