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DEADEYE (feat. Mbz Live)
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Mason Isabelle
Mason Isabelle
Songwriter
Mikal Perry
Mikal Perry
Songwriter

Lyrics

Oh my heart cold, but my head high Gotta make it by, oh no, this time fly Shooting like dead eye, got them red eyes I've been so high, oh no, tryna catch a vibe Yeah, I can't compromise, no, I can't have relations bitch Just tryna stand my cheese, bitch, tryna just be young and rich She post on Instagram, yeah, she wanna take a pic She hope them hearts one day will turn into relationships Up in my bag, up in my mode, yeah, yeah She feelin' real safe, she all in her zone, yeah, yeah Callin my phone if you feelin' alone, yeah, yeah Time movin' fast, you know it goes, ooh I ran out of love, my feet in the snow, that's why my heart cold I've been scared, dealin' with you, girl, it's the unknown She wanna go, so I just told her, find the way, home I'm on this road, so if she come back, I'll be long gone Oh my heart cold, but my head high Gotta make it by, oh no, cause time flies Shootin' like dead eye, got them red eyes I've been so high, oh no, tryna catch a vibe Yeah, I can't compromise, no, I can't have relations, bitch Just tryna stand my cheese, bitch, tryna just be young and rich She post on Instagram, yeah, she wanna take a pic She hope them hearts one day will turn into relationships She hopin' that she be the one, she gone on social media, Thinkin', do they wanna see me up, or is they thinkin' devious? Mmm, go get a check in the morning He'd rather thug on his lonely, too many live for the moment, too many really don't want it You gotta keep that shit on you, get to the commas, these people be on it Watch you, you call in your circle, your girlfriend is switch you and your brother will wrong you All on my own, nowhere to go, tryna get home Facing the cons, turn to a pro, turnin' it backend into 40 a show She want my heart, I want some bows, feeling alone you can drop me the lo Play my cards right, ain't no way I could fold It was misleading when I took you home Oh my heart cold but my head high, gotta make it by, oh no cause time flies Shootin like deadeye,got them red eyes, I've been so high, oh no, tryna catch a vibe
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