Burna Boy - All Eyes On Me lyrics

[Intro: Burna Boi] Up to de time dem fi no say Burna man king de original Nigerian Don Gorgon riding true man hustle without a curfew Along side de one AKA come fi steal this show Dis a robbery de whole a dem fi know Sound it! [Hook: Burna boy] And it's four now Time to get them goons & kick your door down n***as ain't running anymore now Bang bang! Everybody kiss the floor now It's a (robbery) All eyes on me I see nobody Stick em up & freeze While I steal the show It's a robbery! (All eyes on me) Robbery x3 (All eyes on me) Robbery x3 (All eyes on me) Robbery x3 (All eyes on me) Robbery x3 (Robbery) [Verse 1: AKA] I'm trying to get this rap money in a rush Tell em back it up for me when you see me in the club Competition dead & buried in the dust I'm like the legendary Brenda Fa**ie, Zola Budd Once you get it, you never get enough And you gon' need better credit to get ahead of us We the power circle, coming to you live from the 3rd world Getting high off the purple (Ay) b**h I'm on the top of my game Black car, rap star, look at my face If you ain't f**ing what you here for? I got a 7:30 shuttle to the airport, therefore Twerk contest to my new sets Job, let's do it for the youth then I'm at the table with the bosses You need to table up the losses [Hook] [Verse 2: J.R.] This a slowdown what's the hurry boy Chilling at The Grand attacking, tswaking these mommy's boys Pumping L.E.S for chubby mommies who got it going on Moferefere re fesha gosina wrong ai 'Ska fafatlha ra ikutswa And hawe fasa ra itsuba Ha o ka phapha ra o thuba And since vele vele xoxo ne xoxo Liyaz' nyobela Wena ufun'uk nyotjelw' ubani, hauw Booty's soft I'm ripping the bu*tons off If money talks I'm willing to shut up all night Nothing lost re shapa twalatsa all night In the backseat cause wena ha wa (ha wa fasa) ha wa fasa Ha wa fasa (ha wa fasa) Ha wa fasa Ha wa fasa [Hook + Bridge:] Robbery x3 (All eyes on me) Robbery x3 (All eyes on me) Robbery x3 Stick em up & freeze While I steal the show It's a robbery! [Verse 3: Da L.E.S] You know it always come back down to the H At this stage of the game I let the champagne out the cage I got a Jesus on my chain A bunch of Greygoose in my veins A couple of bad b**hes from the States Skateboard's in my bedroom wall I had to take it back to the north 9 4 Dollies on my penthouse floor Now it's all white parties on a stretched out lawn, North These streets is cold You on the outside smoking sticks & stones I'm all about mine like Patrice's gold And I ain't gon' stop till I reach my goal (Y'all ain't f**ing with me) Leaked nudes on the iPad (gcwala) Previews on the Snapchat (ziyawa) Cause I'm popping off (shower) Like 'em Naija boys [Outro: Da L.E.S] Alright, roundabout now I wanna bring everybody's club status right back down to the ground level Big shout out to Pink Cadillacs Russell the Love Muscle, Boogey Harry, R.I.P Aldo Mr Who's-who, Grant Chikwane, Shibabadu Shibabu And of course we can't forget Kick-a** Kenny Mastry Cause now we in the mainstream Now f** with the A-Team We out!