All Eyez On Me (Freestyle) lyrics

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[Intro: Blue Pesos]
All eyes on me
(WardoMadeThisOne)
All eyes on me
You know what the f*ck goin' on, n*gga

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
I bet you how to twist it, you don't know who to trust
What's up with all these di*k riders? n*ggas wanna be us (All eyes)
Get in the booth with my cup and spark me up ten stunnas
Bought a Glock to the block like I just sparked Tim Duncan
n*gga, gamble with your life, it's twenty-one like Blackjack
We got foreigns, we got sliders, we got cash, we got straps
n*ggas duckin' all the funk, no, I don't think they want that
2Pac'ed him, hit him up like he just signed to Bad Boys
Don't want them slidin' with them 9s 'causе we be flawless еvery time
Spent a fortune on this diamonds, made a million off of rhymin'
In the courtroom with a smile 'cause I ain't do nothin, your honor
You'll die for my respect, you'll get flipped over a dollar
'Til I die, live the life of a boss player
'Cause even when I'm high, I got n*ggas with ten blammers, the future in my eyes
I just really want the hundreds and things
You see the foreigns double parked, no, we ain't come here for games
We got groupies shakin' ass, she in here actin' like a sl*t
n*ggas'd do it for the b*tch, but they won't do it for the bucks
We got n*ggas in them dark coupes with ski masks
Crackin' jokes with double cups all at they repass
Ugh
I live the life of a street n*gga until the day I die
Live the life of a boss n*gga, you know I keep a 9
Live the life of a boss player, n*gga, you know what—
Ayy, look
All eyes on me
[Verse 2: Duffy]
Schooled up and bled the scene, it's all eyes on me
I ain't even gotta speak, I bet she leave with the team
I'm in that Benz thing, slidin' with a Glock 23
I shoot sh*t, you better practice all that sh*t that you preach
They say money bring b*tches, b*tches bring drama
sh*t, in my city, n*ggas dyin', so I keep buying choppers
Part-time rapper, full-time boss, joint status
I mean rockin' with the stakes, sippin' drank, mud walkin', yeah
Off The Mussle, all eyes on us
Know they nothin' like us, n*ggas' raps be all made up
I'm in that water with the sharks, why he keep fakin' the funk?
I'm burnin' rubber in the foreign screamin', "Free all the thugs"
Rich n*gga, but I still be in the trenches, holler at me
All I know is get the money, that sh*t more than mandatory
Pretty b*tch, and plus, she got some uchies, had to get up on her
Everybody always watchin', every move we make important
Say you ready for the smoke? But I don't think he know
I was taught to never show emotions, just go get the dough, sh*t
Let's sit on the spot, we gon' be major paid by tonight
The chosen ones, sh*t, we ain't really mean to take all the shine
The F&Ns and the 9 up in the James Bond stash
Crime pays, lil' n*gga, nice guys finish last
Bop bop, I'm masked up, where the gold? Where the cash?
We gon' f*ck up Neimans every time we pass, all eyes on me
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