Oh Lord, Jensen made another one Warriors die but they live in the sky I never seen a Gucci watch in my future Sign of the times and God wish but in my dreams Shout it, open your eyes I got so much more in store for you that can't touch what's mine Pack my whole life's precious moments in a line And shout it, singin' my songs, she think she know what's on my mind She think she know what's on my mind All eyes on me, I want all my d*** free I can tell the hunnid tears on my face I can call out a hunnid names Got a twenty dollar bill, get your hands up You survived last year, get your hands up I know that money tight, they still need check lights I should stash some, but we gon' ball for the night Black lives matter, yeah I said it Trap lives matter, gotta let em know My cousin poppin' pills till the pain gone His daddy out of jail, he just came home He probably need a hug, but you know he a thug Tryna find a way to make a dollar tree Shake these d*** lines, these d*** fake FN in the glove box, you know I'm concealing it Racism still alive, now we just revealing it Talkin' down, but I still flex Snakes in the grass, but I still step All eyes on me, workin' magic with that PPP I can tell the hunnid tears on my face I can call out a hunnid names Got a twenty dollar bill, get your hands up You survived last year, get your hands up I know that money tight, they still need check lights I should stash some, but we gon' ball for the night Mama, I ain't made it till you quit your nine-to-five I was on the road when I found out my uncle died 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 field since Ben Hill If your diamonds don't dance, switch the chain to command Silicon Valley bosses rockin' Dockers and Vans Wow, great for the fans, comedography friends I'm barefoot, walkin' through the creek A thousand dollar pens, you tryna stay cool with your pen Put your hands up Speakin' out, cause I'm too faded, can't even wrap you up Should've died so many times, but I know that **** tight If nothin' else is still another reason to survive I realize it's all eyes on me What is crazy? **** duckin' when you sneeze I been ****, got a family to feed And I don't plan on never stoppin', droppin' C's 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 Can't nobody tell me I ain't ballin' for the night All eyes on me I want all my **** free I can tell the hunnid tears on my face I can call out a hunnid names Got a twenty dollar bill, get your hands up You survived last year, get your hands up I know that money tight, they send me check lights I should stash some, but we gon' bond for the night I should stash some, but we gon' bond for the night