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It's Wyze nigga
I know a lot of niggas chimin' in on my motherfuckin' business right
So I'm gon' have to make a song that's all eyes on me
Rest in peace Pac, shout out to Keith Woodson
For my role in his BET episode The Grid
Nigga stay tuned cuz
All eyes on me
You better watch your back, them niggas ain't your homies
Smile in a nigga face like we don't know he phony
But I was taught to play the game, I ain't talkin' 'bout Sony
Started off with a gram, ended up with a whole key
Markari mountaineer, no tint, low key
The bitches didn't like it but my pocket lookin' hefty
I'm a real street nigga, that's why the square bitch left me
That was back in the day when niggas used to call me messy
Had to prove a couple points so the streets wouldn't test me
My auntie was a pimp and my mama was a hustler
Took the game and ran with it, runnin' circles 'round these busters
Keep your families close and your enemies even closer
Day ones'll see you eatin' them niggas that try to smoke you
That's why I stay in different cars and buy houses on foreclosures
You niggas still tryna catch up huh?
All eyes on me
I can't trust nobody nowadays
Don't let nobody 'round me nowadays
All eyes on me
You know it can't move like me
Bad bitch like me, move a brick like me
All eyes on me
You was tryna watch a nigga move
And I knew so I moved from 'round you
All eyes on me
Money brings bitches, bitches bring lies
That'll be the reason why a nigga die
All eyes on me
For tryna short me on my pack is why I jacked your homie
Niggas'll hate on you when you out there on the grid
Fuck a four and a half, a nigga need a whole yick
'Member back in the days it was a thousand for the twist
Now it's Givenchy clothes, couple thousand for the kicks
Quarter million dollars what I spent on my wrist
Got a presidential Rollie, yellow gold like piss
Got a Mexican chick, Amber Rose super thick
Ain't never been fucked over, King Wayne celibate
All the bullshit you hear, cuz that shit irrelevant
Got a sixth sense for money so I stack presidents
I'm ridin' militant, you can't see me through the tint
I own everything I got, call the tenants for the rent
I was sittin' in the pen, I had ink in my pen
I put ink in my blood but you know I bang cuz
Fuck what you think it is, let me show you what I'm worth
All eyes on me
I can't trust nobody nowadays
Don't let nobody 'round me nowadays
All eyes on me
You know it can't move like me
Bad bitch like me, move a brick like me
All eyes on me
You was tryna watch a nigga move
And I knew so I moved from 'round you
All eyes on me
Money brings bitches, bitches bring lies
That'll be the reason why a nigga die
All eyes on me