All Eyez On Me (Freestyle)

[Intro: Blue Pesos]
All eyes on me
(WardoMadeThisOne)
All eyes on me
You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
I bet you how to twist it, you don't know who to trust
What's up with all these dick riders? Niggas 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
Nigga, gamble with your life, it's twenty-one like Blackjack
We got foreigns, we got sliders, we got cash, we got straps
Niggas 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 'cause we be flawless every 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 niggas 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 slut
Niggas'd do it for the bitch, but they won't do it for the bucks
We got niggas in them dark coupes with ski masks
Crackin' jokes with double cups all at they repass
Ugh
I live the life of a street nigga until the day I die
Live the life of a boss nigga, you know I keep a 9
Live the life of a boss player, nigga, 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 shit, you better practice all that shit that you preach
They say money bring bitches, bitches bring drama
Shit, in my city, niggas 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, niggas' 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 nigga, but I still be in the trenches, holler at me
All I know is get the money, that shit more than mandatory
Pretty bitch, 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, shit
Let's sit on the spot, we gon' be major paid by tonight
The chosen ones, shit, 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' nigga, nice guys finish last
Bop bop, I'm masked up, where the gold? Where the cash?
We gon' fuck up Neimans every time we pass, all eyes on me