EARTHGANG – All Eyes On Me

Warriors die but they live in the sky
I never seen a Gucci watch in my future, sign of the times
And God whispered in my dreams, shawty, open your eyes
I got so much more in store for you, they can’t touch what’s mine
Pack my whole life’s precious moments in a line
And shawty singing my songs, she think she know what’s on my mind
She think she know what’s on my mind

All eyes on me, huh
I want all my niggas free
I could tat a hundred tears on my face
I could call out a hundred names
Got a twenty-dollar bill, get your hands up
You survived last year, get your hands up
I know that money tight, that stimmy check light
I should stash some but we gon’ ball for the night

Black lives matter, yeah, I said that, ho
Trap lives matter, gotta let ’em know
My cousin poppin’ pills ’til the pain gone
His daddy out of jail, he just came home, yeah
He probably need a hug, yeah
But you know he a thug, yeah
Tryna find a way to make a dollar tree shake
These niggas lyin’, these niggas fake
FN in the glovebox, you know I’m concealin’ it
Racism still alive, now we just revealin’ it
Niggas talkin’ down, but I still flex
Snakes in the grass, but I still step, woo

All eyes on me
Workin’ magic with that P-P-P
I could tat a hundred tears on my face
I could call out a hundred names
Got a twenty-dollar bill, get your hands up
You survived last year, get your hands up
I know that money tight, that stimmy check light
I should stash some but we gon’ ball for the night

Mama, I ain’t made it ’til you quit your nine-to-five
I was on the road when I found out my uncle died (yeah)
I lost a lot of sleep, I know we should’ve talked more
I worked so hard, I can’t forget what this is all for
Roll up some, just to burn away the guilt
We been trained only pain can make it real
Don’t need no one to validate how I feel
I been really in the fields since bein’ healed
If your diamonds don’t dance, what’s the chain of command?
Silicon Valley bosses rockin’ dockers and vans
WowGr8 for the fans, call me Doc if we friends
I’m barefoot walkin’ through the creek in thousand dollar pants
You tryna stay cool with your BM, put your hands up (hands up)
Speaker Knockerz, I’m too faded, can’t even dap you up (up)
Shoulda died so many times, but I know that pussy tight
If nothin’ else it’s still another reason to survive, I realize it’s

All eyes on me
World is crazy, niggas duckin’ when you sneeze
I been fuckin’, got a family to feed (family to feed)
And I don’t plan on ever stoppin’, droppin’ seeds
I’m tryna outwork my libido, run them bands up
If you take care of your people, put your hands up
Yeah, you know the vibes, this is real life
And can’t nobody tell me I ain’t ballin’ for the night