Drones
Drones looking over homes
Who looking thru the lens?
People turn into clones
Synonyms pseudonyms
The world ain't monochrome
President ain't want no blend
Sky be my jeweler
Been some time since you dropped a gem

Gucci slides for the car
Sweat pants to the hotel bar
Fake feathers on my tar skin
You know dark skin got to travel through hardships
Just to sync teeth into apple pie
Hope my sweet tooth don't kill me
That would be ironic
But you never know how life spin
Like this friendship gin and tonic
Made shit way less platonic

Tryna rush to the gold rings
Slow down see the whole thing
But you grew up on sonic
In all matters it's all matter of timing
And we're all matter so what matters when our time end

In the future can we ask Siri where the time went?
Do it different to see a difference
We grow old, see our youth in our children

We moving forward but the rotation on a backspin
We face problems but we never know on the (Back end)
Pose questions while you posing for affection
Get paid, pay homage and attention
Before pavement be your ending

Who looking thru the lens?
The world ain’t monochrome
Been a while since you dropped a gem
Drones looking over homes
Who looking through the lens
Swagger down to a T
Still keep a plain tee on me
Ain’t really wear jeans in a minute
Tryna stay cozy on me
Tryna be comfy in my own shoes
Tryna be just me despite world views
These all white rooms...
All eyes on me
Drones looking over homes
Drones looking over homes
(All eyes on me)