"All I See" lyrics
I could make you humble I'm a fan of that
Type of shit to make you wonder where your man is at
And I really don't care, I can handle that
Tell them bitches don't stare like a handicap
Fucker where your manners at?
I'm nicer than your writer friends
Them other rappers get you hyper as a Vicodin: a sedative
Bitches not an inkling of competitive
And if they get to thinking that they reaching me
I'm deading it
Closed mouths don't get fed
Well, niggas with time don't get bread
You thought I would drown, I just tread
Hundred thousand fucking followers, baby this bitch lead
Yeah lead in a shotty piece
This Pb fill your body, periodically
That's chemistry bars
My energy costs
You simply flawed, your balance beam tend to be lost
Your center piece and symmetry's off
Nigga's whole equilibrium
My real life and my goals is a synonym
I flow like a pendulum
I'm killing these bars
Invented these laws
A part of me's offending these broads
Consider me gone
All I see is all I do
Throw me, off my feet
I fall on two, homie
Lot of heat, know it's gon' be smoke
And I don't cheat or you be broke
But it won't be both
All I see is all I do
Throw me, off my feet
I fall on two, homie
Lot of heat, know it's gon' be smoke
And I don't cheat or you be broke
But it won't be both
Keep it real, you niggas could keep a deal
I'll continue spitting bars that give you that Ether feel
I'm telling the wrong story, I get it in all glory
Venomous and, my pen, I'm the feminine shawn corey, listen miss
Your baby father keep on calling me, ignoring you
You trash but your daughter is adorable
Recessive genes
Your man is obsessive, fiended out
I take 'em decompress them, I'm watchin this nigga bleed out
In a wraithe so I'm really ghost riding the whip
(In a wraithe so I'm really ghost riding the whip)
Got to have a couple figures if you tryna get near me
And if I ever post a nigga, then we probably married
I swear to God
All I see is all I do
Throw me, off my feet
I fall on two, homie
Lot of heat, know it's gon' be smoke
And I don't cheat or you be broke
But it won't be both
All I see is all I do
Throw me, off my feet
I fall on two, homie
Lot of heat, know it's gon' be smoke
And I don't cheat or you be broke
But it won't be both
Type of shit to make you wonder where your man is at
And I really don't care, I can handle that
Tell them bitches don't stare like a handicap
Fucker where your manners at?
I'm nicer than your writer friends
Them other rappers get you hyper as a Vicodin: a sedative
Bitches not an inkling of competitive
And if they get to thinking that they reaching me
I'm deading it
Closed mouths don't get fed
Well, niggas with time don't get bread
You thought I would drown, I just tread
Hundred thousand fucking followers, baby this bitch lead
Yeah lead in a shotty piece
This Pb fill your body, periodically
That's chemistry bars
My energy costs
You simply flawed, your balance beam tend to be lost
Your center piece and symmetry's off
Nigga's whole equilibrium
My real life and my goals is a synonym
I flow like a pendulum
I'm killing these bars
Invented these laws
A part of me's offending these broads
Consider me gone
All I see is all I do
Throw me, off my feet
I fall on two, homie
Lot of heat, know it's gon' be smoke
And I don't cheat or you be broke
But it won't be both
All I see is all I do
Throw me, off my feet
I fall on two, homie
Lot of heat, know it's gon' be smoke
And I don't cheat or you be broke
But it won't be both
Keep it real, you niggas could keep a deal
I'll continue spitting bars that give you that Ether feel
I'm telling the wrong story, I get it in all glory
Venomous and, my pen, I'm the feminine shawn corey, listen miss
Your baby father keep on calling me, ignoring you
You trash but your daughter is adorable
Recessive genes
Your man is obsessive, fiended out
I take 'em decompress them, I'm watchin this nigga bleed out
In a wraithe so I'm really ghost riding the whip
(In a wraithe so I'm really ghost riding the whip)
Got to have a couple figures if you tryna get near me
And if I ever post a nigga, then we probably married
I swear to God
All I see is all I do
Throw me, off my feet
I fall on two, homie
Lot of heat, know it's gon' be smoke
And I don't cheat or you be broke
But it won't be both
All I see is all I do
Throw me, off my feet
I fall on two, homie
Lot of heat, know it's gon' be smoke
And I don't cheat or you be broke
But it won't be both
Writer(s): Zaire Stewart
