Chris Miles - Eyes On Me lyrics

[Hook: Rome Fortune] I've been smoking I've been drinking A little paranoid so I might be holin' Up all night like I'm sippin' on Folgers I don't really care if the whole world notice I got eyes on me, on me I got eyes on me, on me I got eyes on me, on me I got eyes on me, on me [Verse 1: Su!] Lights on, lets rock One night, on to the next stop Sold out, turn up Hot boy, every stage get burnt up sh** crazy, now I'm solo Everywhere I go I see the Heart Break logo Hands up, make 'em swang I just wanna do my thang Make the whole world claim HBK [Hook: Rome Fortune] [Verse 2: Show Banga] All eyes on me when I come through I got your b**h and her friend, too Shmop boy, hot boy, I got my city on If it ain't about cake please just leave me 'lone I called 'em I showed 'em Went from local to global Trick, I came from the struggle My whole team from the bubble Only trill in my huddle And that's just how I keep it! One of the nicest with this flow And oh and I just speak it, eh? [Verse 3: Dave Steezy] They looking at me I'm not your 101 I come through, get high with you Shut it down, let 'em know wa**up Converses 'bout women, tryin' to see where they be at You know I put on for that area, the Bay we back [?Stacking bread, receiving head, get money fastly Switchin' up the style "Where I get it?" Don't ask me Pounds of the flavor Man, these joints give me ash me The cameras keep flashing, I think that I'ma dab me [Hook: Rome Fortune] [Verse 4:] I'm the new kid, like some new threads And [?] said with the "Who 'dat?" And an ounce on my lip Where's your camera Not a fan of the starin', uh Man, shoot the focus in your motherf**ing lens You die with my [?] right now, wow At the round table with my n***a Su We got them hoes tryna shoot a movie That's a bit of Pow Wow Anticipate the crown Bow on my [?] [Verse 5:] Don't pretend that you lyrics are on the fence WCW Title was really all [?] [?], boy, all my caters are calling me Rick Mailing and telling them that I'm supposed to whip Different city, my zip code needed me more 3rd period doin' states, you told us you'd be on tour Just notice that you been calling [?] My life's been surround vision My shooters just hit record [Hook: Rome Fortune] [Verse 6: Chris Miles] I got eyes on me Girl, that booty round like the iPhone 3 I don't really talk just to stay low-key You know it's HBK the Gang, T3MG I'm from the 631, that's my hometown If you didn't know about me then, well you know it now Young Danny Tanner at the venue got a Full House, wow Tell the world that it's going down, Mr. Miles [Verse 7:] Word through the grape vine, on the break time Get the brace out of a p**y, let me get it break down And she dressin' like a [?], give a n***a shake down Through smoked the Os up, all we got is [?] now b**h love it, n***as be like "man, I think she love me" Get her with the flex, got her own 50 shades now Listenin' to [?], get her fit, 50 made now Schemin' 50 ways to get paid now [Hook: Rome Fortune]