In My Eyez Lyrics - Phora

He just wanna be recognized by the OGs 

And spray paint in the alleyway while he smokes weed 

Middle finger up like, "Fuck the judge and the police" 

Runnin' through the streets late nights, so we don't sleep 

He went to work, stashed his Glocks, said, "Look out for the cops" 

All he ever knew was the streets, always out on the block 

As he pours a little liquor for his homies to pass 

He starts to wonder how long it'll last 

He never pray to God 'cause he ain't get no answer 

All he feels God did was give his grandma cancer 

Only faith he had left was his Glock 9 

Hustled on the corner, tag his name on the stop sign 

No mercy for his enemies 

Agony and ecstasy 

The only thing that ever made his heart warm was the Hennessy 

He sipped from the bottom until the last drop 

And he says, "Sorry mama, but I just can't stop, I can't stop," look 

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Yeah, he ran the streets stuck in one time 

R.I.P. tat for his homie who just died 

He done went to 16 funerals by 17 

One his 18th birthday all he needed was one 9 

With 20 in the clip, that's how you survive in the streets he was from 

Only way to stay alive just tryna see 21 

For his homies, he'd ride for 'em 

His homies, he'd die for 'em 

Ain't scared of death 'cause he knows eventualy it'll come 

Flowers and candles, filled a memorial on his street 

In memory of his boy that got shot last week 

He left behind two little girls 

He had a family—they'd gather here every night in hopes that God might speak 

The whole time he had—murder on his mind 

All he thought was payback and loaded up his 9 and 

Got with his boys, and he hopped inside the whip 

Went to an enemy spot and started shootin' out the ride and 

It's hard to say if it's wrong or right 

And now he's behind bars with a case to fight 

'Cause in the end, nobody wins 

No matter what situation, it's never your job to take a life 

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I had to visit you 'cause your moms don't wanna see you this way 

I pray to God every night to fight your demons away 

I just feel like I'm losin' you, homie 

Can't you see what they doin'? They just usin' you, man, they foolin' you, homie 

The streets don't love us, man, they never did 

Always so worried 'bout death that we can't ever live 

See, the streets got you brainwashed, they fuckin' with ya head 

That's when he looked at me and said 

"I lost my only two brothers to the streets that I rep 

Besides, my mom is the only fam I really got left 

The only family I ever had 

They treated me like a son, I ain't have a dad 

See, the streets taught me loyalty, respect, and how to live by a code 

They never taught me no different, this is all that I know 

Even though your pops was crazy and he wasn't always there 

Even though he made mistakes, homie, that motherfucker cares 

See, I can't say the same about mine, homie 

Really I could give two fucks if he died, homie 

After the way that he beat my mother, he ain't never love us 

That motherfucker's already dead in my eyes, homie" 

I told him, "A real man stands up on his own 

And doesn't need a fuckin' gang to have his back 'cause he's grown 

I know you think nobody cares, but man, that ain't true 

Your mom's already lost two men, she can't lose you 

You think these cats would do the same for you? 

Think they'd take the blame for you? 

Think these motherfuckers would put they family through pain for you? 

Where is your hood at when it's all said and done? 

You ain't pull a trigger when that bullet shot from that gun 

Takin' the blame 'cause you don't wanna snitch, dog, is you dumb? 

Takin' care of your moms makes you gangster, not where you from 

Dog, is you dumb? 

Takin' care of your moms makes you gangster, not where you from" 

He said, "It's kill or be killed, understand that shit 

I got accessory to murder, dog, they planned that shit 

How dare you come visit me and act like you better 

Motherfucker, we from the same place, I can't stand that shit 

You always preach God, but do you really believe in Him? 

If we all sinners, man, what the fuck do we mean to Him? 

Either He don't exist or the Devil is beatin' Him 

When my grandma was down, where was God when she needed Him? 

You can go your own way, but this the life for me 

Don't call, don't visit, and don't write to me 

We all sin, you know better than the next man 

You ain't God, you can't tell me what's wrong or right for me 

Some people meant to win, I was meant to fail 

Some people meant for Heaven, I was meant for Hell 

Some people meant to live and be free, but not me 

Been in this system since 7, I was meant for jail 

I guess nobody is perfect 

Tell my mama, I'm sorry, but there's no way to reverse it 

I guess nobody is perfect 

Tell my mama, I'm sorry, but there's no way to reverse it..."