Lyrics Fivio Foreign – World Watching

World Watching Lyrics – Fivio Foreign

Singer: Fivio Foreign
Title: World Watching

(She’s watching, yeah)
Flashing lights, bigger stage
World watching, street’s a maze
Going gold, living life

Another day, another dollar
Another fight
She couldn’t stop, I pray to God that I see a opp’
He think he’s shining my n#gg#s on time

And we take everything but his sneakers and socks
Mention my name when you speak of the block
Picture my face when you reach for the glock
I could just do it and act like it’s nothing, they asking like Fivio it’s easy or not

I got a story and I’ll never tell it
I got a soul and I’ll never sell it
I see them hating they watching, they jealous
Like how you get a million dollars on the debit?

How you get a million views on the edit?
How you marry a million b#tches without a wedding
He got a million b#tches in the section
That’s like a million b#tches to have sex with

I got some demons that’s hotter than me
They keep on waking me out of my sleep
I look on the gram they ain’t hotter than me
‘Cause I’m killing the fit and I body the feets

All of my shooters alert if I tell em
I pay em the money, they doing the work
Bullets is biting and chewing his shirt
Show up the funeral, shoot at his hearse

I chill with the b#tches and roll with my n#gg#s
And hang with the baddest and move with the worst
Shawty a baddie, she wish she could have me
I ask for her name and I Google her worth

Flashing lights, bigger stage
World watching, street’s a maze
Going gold, living life
Another day, another dollar

Another fight
Flashing lights, bigger stage
World watching, street’s a maze
Going gold, living life

Another day, another dollar
Another fight
He was on Sunset with a pistol
I turn a check boy to a victim

Hope you could tell that I’m not finna play with you
b#tch #ss n#gg# we sliding tonight
We put that lasers on top of the glock
And we slid on the weekend with blinding lights (Yeah)

I’m try to bury a n#gg#
Get out the block ’cause you ain’t from this area n#gg#
We shot at his stomach, that’s a miscarriage lil’ n#gg#
The f#ck is you staring lil’ n#gg#?

For the record I might have to address all the n#gg#s that say I’m an industry plant
They say all my cards is rigged
I guess they ain’t used to know young n#gg#s having these racks
These n#gg#s be trolls, we f#cking they hoes

They get on the Internet, go on a rant
He try to approach, he gon’ get turned to a ghost
‘Cause I got this b#tch in my pants
I probably punch a n#gg# if he glance

I finna shoot, don’t worry about my stance
I got my bro a new hellcat
When you hop in this Rolls, put your hair back
I was in the hood where they tote glock

And they sell crack at the same motherf#cking house
Put me in the club I go through the back door
I don’t trust nobody, Imma pick your #ss out
Right now I’m in Vegas

Tryna get a bad b#tch to come through
Maybe she could take the edge off
I ain’t got no money when she go to the bathroom
Imma take off, it’s hard to head home

Flashing lights, bigger stage
World watching, street’s a maze
Going gold, living life
Another day, another dollar

Another fight
Flashing lights, bigger stage
World watching, street’s a maze
Going gold, living life

Another day, another dollar
Another fight
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