Fourth Eye Tribe, The Adoni, Pro-Lific, Nick Coleman - Euro Lyrics

I keep it up on my mind
For the fight is my camp, love and hate walk the line
I saw you after the show, so my fete on grow
You was looking like woah
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)
There ain’t much that I can’t do
Stayed in my lane, what’s your issue
Just like my plane, I can’t miss you
Ain’t been here for months so, why the fuck you need tissue
These niggas get me pissed off
A lame bitch make my dick soft
Remember when you would try to write me off
Copped a crib and I wrote it off
Top turnbuckle jumps
My checks come in lumps
And I don't fuck with guns
But bodyguard got a pump
Y’all boys ain’t rappers
All you lil niggas chumps
I separate you from the trappers
You rat, rap niggas scum
The baddest bitches gimme some
And when she with you she a nun
Let me show you how it’s done
I keep it up on my mind
For the fight is my camp, love and hate walk the line
I saw you after the show, so my fete on grow
You was looking like woah
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)
I moved west my brother asked me how the dope was
I answered while choking potent, told em to get his hopes up
This chick from Venice that attended said she had to post us
Im in the picture like, fuck, i really need to bulk up
Some disregard self-image when the whole gang jewelry dripping
Niggas really dissing women with a natural booty stigma
And some bitches won’t sit next to you when you get in yo feelins
Like, can’t a nigga just be human fo a minute
LA drivers like these rappers suck at changing lanes
Im just out here gettin Mo money, on my Damon Wayans
Might take the advance, fly to France
Put my girl on Isabel Morant
She on the beach w sandy cheeks
She won’t mind if i be dirty dan
Im here for the mic
Make that shit clear as sprite
Wanna make my year in a night
You got yo time, not bout to fight
Don't make miss my flight
If you got ears, you know that Im nice
Some people call it polite
The team doin business so, don’t get offended
The guard gotta handle the strife
I keep it up on my mind
For the fight is my camp, love and hate walk the line
I saw you after the show, so my fete on grow
You was looking like woah
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)

I keep it up on my mind
For the fight is my camp, love and hate walk the line
I saw you after the show, so my fete on grow
You was looking like woah
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)
There ain’t much that I can’t do
Stayed in my lane, what’s your issue
Just like my plane, I can’t miss you
Ain’t been here for months so, why the fuck you need tissue
These niggas get me pissed off
A lame bitch make my dick soft
Remember when you would try to write me off
Copped a crib and I wrote it off
Top turnbuckle jumps
My checks come in lumps
And I don't fuck with guns
But bodyguard got a pump
Y’all boys ain’t rappers
All you lil niggas chumps
I separate you from the trappers
You rat, rap niggas scum
The baddest bitches gimme some
And when she with you she a nun
Let me show you how it’s done
I keep it up on my mind
For the fight is my camp, love and hate walk the line
I saw you after the show, so my fete on grow
You was looking like woah
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)
I moved west my brother asked me how the dope was
I answered while choking potent, told em to get his hopes up
This chick from Venice that attended said she had to post us
Im in the picture like, fuck, i really need to bulk up
Some disregard self-image when the whole gang jewelry dripping
Niggas really dissing women with a natural booty stigma
And some bitches won’t sit next to you when you get in yo feelins
Like, can’t a nigga just be human fo a minute
LA drivers like these rappers suck at changing lanes
Im just out here gettin Mo money, on my Damon Wayans
Might take the advance, fly to France
Put my girl on Isabel Morant
She on the beach w sandy cheeks
She won’t mind if i be dirty dan
Im here for the mic
Make that shit clear as sprite
Wanna make my year in a night
You got yo time, not bout to fight
Don't make miss my flight
If you got ears, you know that Im nice
Some people call it polite
The team doin business so, don’t get offended
The guard gotta handle the strife
I keep it up on my mind
For the fight is my camp, love and hate walk the line
I saw you after the show, so my fete on grow
You was looking like woah
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)
I keep my smoke like European
Gotta a California grow-op, and I just got the P in, (New Orleans)