(Hook x2)
All eyes on me
I'm just livin' my life
These niggas gon' see
I know you see me, I'm just doin' my thang
(Verse)
Aye, aye, uh, you fucked around and thought ya was the only one
I'm neva trippin', always switchin', let my homies run
I'm hustlin', I'm on a mission, tryna get it done
Cuz ain't 2 many opportunities back where I'm from
Wanna survive in that water, gotta swim with the sharks
Surround yoself with the realest, keep yo homies involved
They lookin' at me cuz I'm different, I know, I'm aware
Check(?) the clothes that I wear, how I'm growin' my hair
How I'm reppin' my city on this stage, I do my dance
Howeva you mixin' yo feelins, that ain't changin' the plan
Haters tryna stop me, I know where niggas comin' from
I just dropped an album, fuck around and dropped anotha one
This a bet, not a threat, I expect my respect
It's happened all around the world but I will not forget
How 2 live and maintain, stackin' chains with the gang
Neva change and I'm feelin' like
(Hook x2)
All eyes on me
I'm just livin' my life
These niggas gon' see
I know you see me, I'm just doin' my thang
(Verse 2: Kool John)
It's a couple gold chains on me
Got 2 many bitches, I ain't neva lonely
Got a lil Asian bitch who tryna pick a Charlie(?)
All a nigga really wanted was to get some money
Yeah, and all they still hate the boy
On the paper ride, about the money, I'm the paper boy
Take 2 much luv, now ya know they gotta hate the boy
Rich, got payed, on my way, I'm gone to make some more
Rich turns fake, I don't think I need to make some more
Got my girl good, give her deep, she gon' take no mo'
And my raps got these bitches goin' bonic
I'm a smart boy, yo favorite man, I'm yo sponsor
I dump her if the bitch call me baby
I'm deep in the latest, got me lighted up like Vegas
You niggas did it for some fuse bitch
I did it for some paper, man, the money make me nervous
(Hook x2)
All eyes on me
I'm just livin' my life
These niggas gon' see
I know you see me, I'm just doin' my thang
(Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan)
Felicia Grant in the back, Ben Franklin on my Honda
Shawty want it from the back but I ain't got it comin'
I mean(?) anotha stack a stack and now I'm tryna make anotha
Tell the deejay bring it back and I'm a muthafuckin' stunter
On my way to the club I got a bad lil bitch who wanna ride with me
Tell that bitch to bring a friend cuz I got iron suit inside of me
And we'll ride on you niggas
It ain't home plate, but I'll slide on you niggas
And I got work, 9 to 5 on these niggas
Might make your bitch twerk for like five of my niggas
Yeah, like five of my niggas
You the type to get a permit upper dimes on my niggas
No surveilling camera, but I got my eyes on you niggas
Bring me a Glock .40, he prefer a .9 for a pistol
Take yo eye off my sister, lil nigga, cuz I'm feelin' like
(Hook x2)
All eyes on me
I'm just livin' my life
These niggas gon' see
I know you see me, I'm just doin' my thang
