World Watching Lyrics – Fivio Foreign ft. Yung Bleu

[Intro: Fivio Foreign]
Yeah, it’s Fivi’!
Yeah

[Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Lil Tjay]
Flashing lights (Ha), bigger stage (Hmm)
World watching, streets amazed (Yeah)
Rolling dough, living life (We made it')
Another day,  another dollar
(N!gga, we made it),  another fight

[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]
Yeah, she couldn't stop (She couldn't stop)
I pray to God that I see an opp
He think he shot at my n!ggas
One time and we take everything
But his sneakers and socks
Mention my name when you speak on 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 "Fivi', it's easy or not?" (Huh)
I got a story and I'll nevеr tell it
I got a soul and I'll never sеll 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?
We marry a million b!tches without a wedding
He got a millions 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 fear
And I'm buying to feast, huh, woo
(And I'm buying to feast, ha, Fivi')
Yeah, look, 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 Thriller or we shoot at his hearse
I chill with the b!tches and roll with my n!ggas
And hang with the baddest and move with the worst
Shorty a baddie, she wish she could have me
I ask for her name and I Google her worth (Ha)

[Chorus: Fivio Foreign, Lil Tjay & Yung Bleu]
Flashing lights (Yeah), bigger stage (Yeah)
World watching (Ha), streets amazed (Uhh)
Rolling dough (Yeah), living life (Uhh)
Another day, another dollar (Ha)
Another fight (Let's do it)
Flashing lights (Yeah), bigger stage (Yeah)
World watching (Ha)
Streets amazed (Let's do it, uh)
Rolling dough (Yeah), living life
Another day, another dollar (Ha)
Another fight (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

[Verse 2: Yung Bleu]
You was on sunset with a pistol (Grrrt)
I turned a jackboy to a victim, hmm
Hope you can tell that I'm not finna play with you
B!tch-as* n!gga, we slide tonight
We put the laser on top of the Glock
When we slid on the weekend with blinding lights (Yeah)
I'm tryna bury a n!gga, get off the block
'cause you ain't from this area, n!gga (Yeah)
Get shot in stomach, that's a miscarriage, n!gga
F**k is you staring at a n!gga?
For the record I might have to address all the n!ggas
That say I'm an industry plant
They say all my cars is rented
I guess they ain't used to us
Young n!ggas having these racks
These n!ggas be troll, we f**king they hoes
They get on the internet, go on a rant
He try to approach, he gone get turned to a ghost
'Cause I got this b!tch in my pants
I probably punch a n!gga if he glance
I'm finna shoot, don't worry 'bout my stance
I got my broad a new Hellcat
When you hop in this Rolls, put your hair back
I was in the hood when they told God
Got his head crack with the same motherf**king hoes
When we in the club
I go through the backdoor
I don't trust nobody
I'ma pick your as* off (Let's go)
Right now I'm in Vegas
Tryna get a bad b!tch to come through
Maybe she can take the edge off
Ain't got nobody, when she go to the bathroom
I'ma take off and start to head home

[Chorus: Lil Tjay & Yung Bleu]
Flashing lights, bigger stage
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
World watching, streets amazed
(The world is watching, hmm)
Rolling dough, living life
Another day, another dollar, another fight
(Another day, another fight)
Flashing lights, bigger stage
World watching, streets amazed
Rolling dough, living life
Another day, another dollar, another fight
(Oh, oh, oh)

[Outro: Ellie Goulding]
Calling, calling, calling me home
Calling, calling, calling home
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone
"J Perry on the track!"
Calling, calling, calling me home
Calling, calling, calling home
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone