All Eyes On Me

All eyes on me.
All eyes on me.
All eyes on me.
You know what?
I bet you got shit that you don't know who to trust.
So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us.
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'.
Straight to the depths of Hell is where them caps is goin'.
For all you slam damn niggas, holla when you see me.
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me.
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride.