Tunnel Vision Songtext
von Babyface Ray

(DJ Eskimo City)
(DJ Esco, what′s poppin' fool?)
Yeah

I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain′t expect me to last
I put 40 in each pocket and the rest in the bag
Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass

Pretty face, I'll check the mileage
I don′t need a stylist
We was young and wilding
Broke and lost, shit I ain′t have a thousand
Then I started grindin', looked around, I ain′t see niggas ridin'


Shit I′m used to violence, gun smoke in the air like chronic
Two seater on the dash, hit the pedal, this bitch quick as Sonic
Don't jump in the water, it get deep, eat you like piranhas
We be catchin′ boxes, bust 'em open, get it poppin'
Streets flooded but still gotta wait
Lost it to the game, feel the pain, pills in the syrup
Racks with the seals like I ain′t got bills on the first
Me and my life for real, you might got the chills for a verse

I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain′t expect me to last
I put forty in each pocket and the rest in the bag
Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass

Before the money, shit, I had it, still was blessed with the cash
Still was blessed with the knowledge
Lead the way, they gon′ follow
Not a role model, I keep lean in my bottle
I had to leave these hoes alone 'cause niggas beefin′ about 'em
Close my eyes, see Big Frank, shit I′m thinkin' about 'em
I appreciate it all, nigga, we from the bottom
Jump the gun and end it all before you think it′s a problem
It must be a full moon, I gotta frequently holla


In the hills, no location, made it out
Beat the odds, congratulations
Keep expensive rich wear, in the latest
Got two bitches on the balcony out in Vegas
And you know what they say, whatever happens, then it stays
Use fuck ′em then I cut, she just happy that I stayed
Workin' hard, chains, whips, you been actin′ like a slave
Hustle hard, make it flip, before the rap, the crime paid me

I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last
I put forty in each pocket and the rest in the bag
Too alert, it′s hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass

Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain′t expect me to last