See It In My Eyes Lyrics - Mixtape Messiah 3 - Chamillionaire

[Chorus - Chamillionaire] 

You can see it in my eyes 

Always bout my G's 

You can see it in my eyes 

Always bout my G's 

You can see it in my eyes 

Always bout my G's 

You can see it in my eyes 

You can see it in my eyes 

Money on the rise (always bout my G's) 

Money on the rise (always bout my G's) 

Money on the rise (always bout my G's) 

You can see it my eyes 

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] 

They say I'm doing my thing boy is you awake or what 

Ernest got the 450 looking like you can taste the truck 

Forget working for people getting my power and paper up 

Americas top model watch is that a pretty face or what 

I make a vehicle and sell it like its e-bay 

You know I get my money back like its a re-bay 

I drop a mixtape and they party like its they b-day 

They diss jockin so I'ma call 'em dj's 

Know 4 killas then trust that I know 4reala 

Stay on ya turf and in dirt like a 4 wheela 

4reala now everybody's a gold digga 

Beer face 4 the paper I get so BITTER! 

Like fat pat when I rap they say "love it man" 

Prince Hakeem paper shout out to the motherland 

Fat stacks that you can't fit inside a rubberband 

Big straps one I can't fit inside my other hand 

Club for free like the bartenders 

Boys talkin noise like you really gonna try to holla maaan 

I gotta army that be on to you before you can 

You tryin to stand behind a bush like a republican 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire] 

You on the top they gonna hate ya (hate ya) 

You on the bottom they goin break ya (break ya) 

Thats why I'm always bout my paper 

And it ain't no surprise that my money's on the rise 

I know why you act like a faka (faka) 

I know that hatin's in ya nature (nature) 

Thats why I'm always bout my paper 

And it ain't no surprise that my money's on the rise 

At paid-n-full even swisha 

He told me that I'm walkin with ya 

Even told me that when I feel lonely I ain't the only 1 in the picture 

Haters don't shoot to miss ya so wear the shoe if it fits ya 

They load up the tool to get ya they throw it at you like plika, plika, plika 

I know people don't understand me 

They have some problems with homies then have some problems with family 

But I don't ever fold it don't matter what car they hand me 

Just when I thought evil had me I looked up and won a grammy 

Maannn! 

[Chorus]