My Eyes

You don’t wanna know
You don’t wanna know
You don’t wanna know the things that my eyes have seen (You don’t wanna know)
You don’t wanna know the things that has happened to me (You don’t wanna know)
You don’t wanna know
You don’t wanna know
You don’t wanna know the things that my eyes have seen
I hear the talk all the time
That the Bizzle’s changed
Don’t check no one
He’s going on strange
Got money now
He’s rolling in the range
Every time I see them I try to explain
But when I try and tell em
They don’t wanna listen
Only wish them man can be in my position
When you become famous
You become a target
I got a walk with a ting jus to walk down the market
But you know what?
I miss those days
Young man stampede
Yeah I miss those raves
An organization (?) on stage
Spraying your best lyrics
Cry, screaming in a rage
You know?
But like
When you get to a certain point
You can’t do things as you do before
It’s not that I think I’m too big
It’s just the way it is
Trust. That’s too expensive for me
That shit costs more than a Bentley to me
I nearly even lost my life just because of trust
I nearly even lost my life just because I bust
Guys wanna kill me just because I’m doing well
Guys wanna pray and hate that I don’t sell
Sometimes I think to myself
What the hell I’m not a boaster
I’m just tryna eat a meal
Guys wanna hate I don’t care how you feel
Extortion has no, I don’t care bout your deal
(?) I don’t care who’s real
Ask me in 10 years I’ll say fuck you still
You know?
It’s cos of all these situations
I’ve had to adapt to it
You get me?