Lyrics Eyes - Jered Sanders, Breana Marin, Bizzle

Eyes

Yea I got eyes in the back of my head
(Normally I don’t do this but uh)
So I don’t need a bullet proof vest cause I see you
(Yo, its only but so much a brother can take)
From miles away
(God over money yea!)
And I got eyes in the back of my head
(I see you looking)
I know what you want to do next cause I see you
(I see you looking)
From miles away
You sounding like
Yea I know you sounding like
You sounding like
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I been trying to figure out if I been in your way (flexin)
Blocking out your blessing like I got a lot of say
I, open up my twitter you all in my DM
God talking but ain’t got a lot of grace man
I done had a whole lot of setbacks gotta check that
Real one’s trying to fly away get a jet pack
How we in this holy war but you always bust a gum
How you throwing all this shade man
I thought you loved the Son
Yea I got eyes in the back of my head
(I see you looking)
So I don’t need a bulletproof vest cause I see you
(I see you looking)
From miles away
(I see you looking)
Yea I got eyes in the back of my head
(I see you looking)
I know what you want to do next cause I see you
(I see you looking)
From miles away
Yea I know you sounding like
You sounding like
You sounding like
Yea I know you sounding like
You sounding like
Yea I know you sounding like
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Man I had to pay attention
Everybody not your friend
Got my momma’s intuition
Who not clapping when you win
Man I’m just praying God forgive’em
Y’all be clapping at your kin
Man y’all hoping and you wishing
I’ll be falling back again
It’s like you only see my black side
Wholly molly I ask why
Like I never been baptized
You ice grilling don’t act right
Your high horse about Shaq height
You holy holy but back bite
Swearing that we don’t love God
Surfing off of your crack pipe
Preaching all in your choir robe
Twitter fingers be mad hype
I ain’t saying you ain’t saved
But Christian ain’t what you act like
One hundred
Yea I got eyes in the back of my head
(I see you looking)
So I don’t need a bulletproof vest cause I see you
(I see you looking)
From miles away
(I see you looking)
Yea I got eyes in the back of my head
(I see you looking)
I know what you want to do next cause I see you
(I see you looking)
From miles away
Yea I know you sounding like
You sounding like
You sounding like
Yea I know you sounding like
You sounding like
Yea I know you sounding like
You sounding like
Yea I know you sounding like
You sounding like
Yea I know you sounding like
Can’t stop it they forever tried
GOM and they can never die
Funny how you can see clean through
The plank In yours to the speck in mine
I been trying to fish them to the kingdom
You just hate the way I make the hook
Do you ever look for sheep to bring them
Or you to busy trying to spot a wolf
I thought that we were on the same team
Hating on the low it can’t be
The Bible say we in the same body
You the part that’s gangrene
Don’t get mad I’m playing with you, aye
But I kind of mean what I’m saying to you, aye
How you get mad when Lecrae leave, aye
Look how you do the ones staying with you, whoa
Something about this ain’t working
When you get it wrong you say you ain’t perfect
When I get it wrong you say it’s on purpose
Sometimes I feel like it ain’t worth it
Real talk
Are we there yet?
No
Are we there yet?
No
Are we there yet?
No
Are we there yet?
No
Are we there yet?
No
Are we there yet?
No
Are we there yet?