kwe the artist & patrick cc: - eyes on me lyrics
[chorus]
i got eyes up on me, they been peepin’ and lurkin’
no handouts, i just had to put the work in (work in)
on my own wave, so the float just be surfin’
water dance around my wrist, get to twerking, and twerking
t+t+ten toes down, but my mind ain’t where earth at
money counter sound, frrr frrr, i done earned that
pop a addy 30, give a f+ck where a perc at
getting to them racks for this life i can’t turn back (yeah)
[verse 1]
got sh+t going up, keep the grass shallow
snakes moving deep fill the clip up with hollows
the focus concrete, ’cause the journey filled with potholes
akh sh+t pop sh+t, grippin’ grain bumpin’ ralo
run these bands up, stretch my i.t.’s
way i’m floating, feel like ali
this a marathon, r.i.p. to n+i+p
once you on a roll, watch how [!] get dicey
[pre+chorus]
stû tatted on my body keep it credible (credible)
when you ballin, they be on yo’ t+st+cl+s
move them digits up, from left of the decibels
leeches get to creeping in+in+in+in
[chorus]
i got eyes up on me, they been peepin’ and lurkin’
no handouts, i just had to put the work in (work in)
on my own wave, so the float just be surfin’
water dance around my wrist, get to twerking, and twerking
t+t+ten toes down, but my mind ain’t where earth at
money counter sound, frrr frrr, i done earned that
pop a addy 30, give a f+ck where a perc at
getting to them racks for this life i can’t turn back (yuh)
[bridge]
eyes on me, eyes on you
eyes on me, eyes on you
eyes on you, eyes on me
eyes on me, eyes on you
[verse 2]
stripes i done earned that, bullsh+t i swerved that
short with all that vernacular, i’m where verbs at
stand on top my business, i had to learn that
haters here you tickin’, hopin’ wishing you won’t detonate
(psht, give a f+ck)
i tell ’em “bombs away.”
like i just touched up in my city up in raymond james
please don’t tell me, play it safe, i’m tryna load the safe
can’t picture me with a ceiling, ‘less it’s stars in a wraith
b+tch i’m blessed like achoo, 1 of 1, not a dupe
thorough down to the root
really do this no fluke
she blow me like a flute
i blow her back like a nuke
she went three miles, i gave two
i’m right back to that loot
[chorus]
i got eyes up on me, they been peepin’ and lurkin’
no handouts, i just had to put the work in (work in)
on my own wave, so the float just be surfin’
water dance around my wrist, get to twerking, and twerking
t+t+ten toes down, but my mind ain’t where earth at
money counter sound, frrr frrr, i done earned that
pop a addy 30, give a f+ck where a perc at
getting to them racks for this life i can’t turn back (yeah)
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