I've been killing, fucking it up, up
They say that I'm the problem, but that isn't enough, ah-ah
I've been killing shit, I do what I must
They say that I'm the problem, but that isn't enough, ah-ah
All eyes on me, all eyes on me, all eyes on me, breathe in, ayy, ayy
All eyes on me, all eyes on me, all eyes on me, breathe in, ayy
All their eyes are gon' see, the nights I don't sleep
The lies, I don't keep, don't keep
All their eyes are gon' see the nights I don't sleep
The lies, I don't keep, don't keep
All their eyes gon' see what lies upon me
What lies upon me, upon me
Yeah, all their eyes gon' see what lies upon me
What lies upon me (Ayy, ayy)
This a underground ballroom
Full of harlots and dog-ass witches eating dog food
And demons tryna pinch a little piece of you
They wear a mask of happiness and peace for you
Offer food 'cause they really tryna eat off you
They want a piece of you, need a piece of you
Yeah, they act like they helping and teaching you
But don't forget you don't need them, they're needing you
They said you welcome, but don't let this town ruin you
This town is really full of people tryna ruin you
Sometime I sit and thinking, "What would Jesus do?"
Sick and twisted people love screwing you
But you should still sing loud if they booing you
You should still sing loud if they booing you
You should still sing loud if they booing you
If they're booing you, bitch, I feel like ballin' (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I've been moving on my own, give a fuck if they hatin'
Yeah, I've been living in the future, give a fuck if they late, ayy
I saw this model up in Vogue and took her out of the page
She don't even know my name, she just calling me baby (I hate "Bae")
I been setting the pace, putting bitches in place
I been winning the race 'cause I still skate in that Wraith
I been really making hits since I was 1-8
Man, I'm from the UK, but I really took the states
Bitch, don't act like my friend, you was never my mate
I'm on top of the food chain, you sit on my plate
Don't act like my friend, bitch, don't act like we're mates
Did so much for these fuckers, but they just spat in my face
Don't act like my friend, bitch, don't act like we're mates
Did so much for these fuckers, but they just spat in my face
Oh my, what a shame
I been here for so long, feel like running away
But I can't run away, there's a price that I pay
Yeah, this life is amazing, like every day
Really work till cry, you can see in my face
Yeah, the secrets I know would blow you away
Yeah, I move on my own, yeah, there's no other way
Yeah, the bread that I make, you can never relate
Relate, relate, relate, relate, oh
And they hate and they broke, and I'm paid, and I'm paid
And I'm paid, and I'm paid, and I'm paid
Yeah, the bread that I make, you can never relate
Relate, relate, relate, relate, yeah
Confetti on the roof's how I'm celebrating
Got the baddest bitch alive, dance for me naked
Confetti on the roof's how I'm celebrating
Got the baddest bitch alive, dance for me naked
I'm terrified, so I'm celebrating
Celebrating, celebrating
I'm terrified, and I feel amazing
Feel amazing, feel ama
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