Dave - Environment lyrics
David Orobosa Omoregie
[Dave - Environment lyrics]
What do you think people see
When they look at you?
Look
You see our gold chains and our flashy cars
I see a lack of self worth
And I see battle scars
He has to be with twenty
Man when he wears jewelry
And you see it as gangster
I see it as insecurity where I'm from
Everybody wants to make it out
But nobody wants to see somebody make it out
It ain't about who came around but
More about who stayed around
Behind the scenes
They said God gave us eyes to see
You see the video vixens and
All their pearly whites
But you don't see the dirty nights
Long days and early flights
You see the deals and think
All these rappers laughing now
But you don't get that if we weren't already
We're a target now you see
All the groupie girls and
Think they're heaven sent
I see twenty-five minutes worth of empty sex
To tell a lie
It wasn't my intention to objectify
But I can testify
I've seen some shit you couldn't rectify
You see this industry where everybody came up
I see a bag of weird
Rappers and some fake love
Fake handshakes and fake spuds
With fake comments
Where everybody covers costs but
Never pays homage
The scene turned on me, people tryna ruin me
Where most would see a problem
I'm seeing an opportunity
To drop a freestyle and kill them
Niggas that were booing me
I made my haters watch and put
The screw inside of scrutiny
Beautifully, also, if I am attending
Security's coming first like I was trying
To shop at Duty Free
Where the fuck’s the unity?
Where I come from there's no class
Forget truancy we have got nowt in common
Them niggas see a molehill and
Make a mountain from it
They see a Cuban and a whip
I see a house deposit how to stop it?
Niggas saw keys and went
To trial for shottin'
I saw keys, learned to play
And made thousands from it
You see the club poppin' when we do the show
But you don't see the studio, my
Life is not a movie, bro
Champagne bottles and all the screaming girls
It's ironic how you'll never hear
A scream for help fuckin' hell
Why do you think we're going
Through the same thing?
Depression when you make it
The pressure and the hatred
Your people talk about you
You can't say shit
The moment that you ain't it
The labels are looking for replacements
Same shit
People start forgetting what you've
Done for them everyone in music's gonna take
Until there's nothing left
Your fans are switching up on you
And they don't know how tough it gets
Reading through your old comments
Trying to feel some love again i see karma
Go to work but God schemes harder
I heard success can come quickly
But it leaves faster
Secrets are what my enemies have been after
Only L's I'm hiding in my
Closet have a V after
So looking at it from another perspective
Playing devil's advocate
Considering you know you're
Obviously becoming famous, so to speak
But you still deal with a lot
Of issues on a human level
Do you ever just sit and
Wonder about the stories
Behind the people you meet day by day?
Does it make you feel grateful
In a weird way, for your life and problems?
When they look at you?
Look
You see our gold chains and our flashy cars
I see a lack of self worth
And I see battle scars
He has to be with twenty
Man when he wears jewelry
And you see it as gangster
I see it as insecurity where I'm from
Everybody wants to make it out
But nobody wants to see somebody make it out
It ain't about who came around but
More about who stayed around
Behind the scenes
They said God gave us eyes to see
You see the video vixens and
All their pearly whites
But you don't see the dirty nights
Long days and early flights
You see the deals and think
All these rappers laughing now
But you don't get that if we weren't already
We're a target now you see
All the groupie girls and
Think they're heaven sent
I see twenty-five minutes worth of empty sex
To tell a lie
It wasn't my intention to objectify
But I can testify
I've seen some shit you couldn't rectify
You see this industry where everybody came up
I see a bag of weird
Rappers and some fake love
Fake handshakes and fake spuds
With fake comments
Where everybody covers costs but
Never pays homage
The scene turned on me, people tryna ruin me
Where most would see a problem
I'm seeing an opportunity
To drop a freestyle and kill them
Niggas that were booing me
I made my haters watch and put
The screw inside of scrutiny
Beautifully, also, if I am attending
Security's coming first like I was trying
To shop at Duty Free
Where the fuck’s the unity?
Where I come from there's no class
Forget truancy we have got nowt in common
Them niggas see a molehill and
Make a mountain from it
They see a Cuban and a whip
I see a house deposit how to stop it?
Niggas saw keys and went
To trial for shottin'
I saw keys, learned to play
And made thousands from it
You see the club poppin' when we do the show
But you don't see the studio, my
Life is not a movie, bro
Champagne bottles and all the screaming girls
It's ironic how you'll never hear
A scream for help fuckin' hell
Why do you think we're going
Through the same thing?
Depression when you make it
The pressure and the hatred
Your people talk about you
You can't say shit
The moment that you ain't it
The labels are looking for replacements
Same shit
People start forgetting what you've
Done for them everyone in music's gonna take
Until there's nothing left
Your fans are switching up on you
And they don't know how tough it gets
Reading through your old comments
Trying to feel some love again i see karma
Go to work but God schemes harder
I heard success can come quickly
But it leaves faster
Secrets are what my enemies have been after
Only L's I'm hiding in my
Closet have a V after
So looking at it from another perspective
Playing devil's advocate
Considering you know you're
Obviously becoming famous, so to speak
But you still deal with a lot
Of issues on a human level
Do you ever just sit and
Wonder about the stories
Behind the people you meet day by day?
Does it make you feel grateful
In a weird way, for your life and problems?