Somebody's Listening (feat. Scrap & Slim Vlln)

Woke up this morning, I see my homie strapped
He say, why do I got this feeling my phone is tapped?
Watch everything we say and it could be wherever we at
But bet the very next day my phone be selling me that
I say damn
When you put it like that, I ain't see it from that perspective
They got us all tapped and these flexing niggas the ones who get wamped and arrested
Flashy but I can't flash my riches
Active but I can't act no different
Passive but I can't pass my blessings
Scrap and Slim gone add aggression

I been raising up suspicion, wondering if they been listening
Proper procedure, please act accordingly people
Soar like an eagle
While dippin in and out of lanes
I'm born to be eager
But don't want them to know my name
So I move like I'm post to
I'm posted up
Toasted up
Y'all cannot get close to us
Pack it, load it up
Move it to the next
Situation looking kinda sketch
I'm watchin my text
Cause I'm now convinced that it's the feds

(I think somebody's listening)
Feel like it's something watching me
But I'm alone here
Well, as far as I can see

Siri buttin in on all of my calls lately
And I don't trust her, To tell the truth, my heart racing
She stay around no matter, whatever the weather Bruh
No matter the decimals
She fuck with the federals
Will sell your data to anybody that got just enough
Chips to get the dip
My phone clicked, I think I'm fucked

I think somebody's listening
I think somebody's listening
I think somebody's listening
I think somebody
I think somebody's listening
I think somebody's listening
I think somebody's listening
I think somebody
Listening, listening
Yeah, yeah, yeah

My phone know so much bout me, feel it's tryna set me up
Sending me ads to cop more swag as if I ain't fresh enough
I tell em meet at a public location
I'm going crazy, yeah
I just be thinking, can't send my location
Siri gone save it, yeah
I heard they be selling folk information to various agents, yeah
Mama taught me treat my documentations just like my payments, yeah
Stay protected, why don't you?
You on Snap with the pump too
Don't relax and get comfortable
Phones tapped, boy I warned you



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Ferguson
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