English Version
Let me ease your mind
Baby, you’re my world
Now, you done called mine
Now, you can be mine (Ayy, Zeuz)
Let me ease your mind
Baby, you’re my world
Now, you done called mine
And, you can be my baby girl
Let me ease your mind
Baby, you’re my world
Now, you done called mine
And, you can be my baby girl
I don’t know what you been told of me
Sniper Gang, Sniper Gang,
Sniper Gang, Sniper (Ayy)
What it is, baby girl?
I really think you her
That ain’t ’cause of yours
These bitches can’t compare
You the only bitch I hit on her period
I let you down a couple times, you still takin’ me serious
I drive you crazy, livin’ fast, shit be havin’ you furious
If you lose your life to the streets, who gon’ be there for the children?
It’s like a camera when I flip, don’t it flash when it start clickin’
They was slanderin’ a nigga, ain’t have nobody to feel me
These niggas be tryin’ so hard to be a killer, it kill me
Why PnB Rock had to die? I cried the whole flight to Philly
I just wish my brother Cool was right here to expirience
And, when a thug cry tears, it’s serious
Got a lot of people dependin’ on me, Yak, you better get it right
And, nowadays, the OGs needin’ the young niggas advice
I used to wish that I was born rich and white
Thankin’ my life, I probably never been a snipe
Kodak Black…
Let me ease your mind
Bring you in my world
‘Cause you done crossed mine
Want you to be my sniper girl
Let me ease your mind
Bring you in my world
I look into your eyes
And think about our baby, girl
Let me ease your mind
Bring you in my world
I look into the sky and think about my baby girl
I don’t know what you’re used to, but, I’m a Sniper, bae
I’m not [?]
I’m not a baby
Wasted your time, but this how I’ma make it count
That why I got you you those APs
These fuckin’ blogs and all these niggas love to talk
So, I put a harp on SayCheese
Everybody in Dade the biggest killer ’til a lil’ nigga come and take your breath
You ain’t official, you been [?], that why you hate yourself
Steady startin’ a business, you and everybody itchin’, it’s like you chasin’ your death
Nigga, [?] still chasin’ the street image, should be ashamed of yourself
Before you leave, you think you’ll find another me? Bae, don’t play yourself
Niggas be depressin’ got nothin’ left to look forward to but death
He tryna race for Hell
Got a death wish? Ready for a bitch to do you somethin’ quick, or you gon’ take yourself
Know you been [?]
So when it happened to you, ain’t gon’ cap
Song : Eaze Your Mind Song
Singer : Kodak Black
Lyricist : Bill K. Kapri, Derek Garcia
Music : Kodak Black
Label : Kodak Black