From My Eyes

Look into my eyes tell me what you think I'm like, light brown half white lived a very black life
Any dirty spirit penetrates me gets a sanitize, I don't care for politics I don't wanna hear the lies
Don't believe in everything gotta read between the lines
I'm trying to rectify the vision of blind, how they gonna see me rise
Secretly we ain't gangs we're all lost tribes
Smelly sewers in my hood un-prioritised
Narrow fucking minds, system won't be sucking mine
Love my team until I die
I like moving on my one's, others do it synchronized I guess that makes us opposite
I've always been an honest kid always keep it positive
All this here is anything its nothing like a novelty
Always spitting conscious for the kids that live in poverty
Graft for your living that's the easiest philosophy

From my eyes
From my eyes (ye ye)
We can ride out from the pavements
Gotta keep chasing that's how we gonna make it
From my eyes (ye ye)
From my eyes (ye ye)
We can ride out from the pavements
Gotta keep chasing that's how we gonna make it from my eyes

Fuck the fame yo I just want the Lizzy
Greed is of the seven sins I beg to God forgive me
The faith will stay within me although I am a sinner
I'll swim the ocean once I've made it through the river
The rich be getting richer, the poor be getting poorer
Divisions getting thicker, my visions getting bigger so I swear I'll be a winner
Corrupt legal system always trying to point the finger
But I'm trying to glue what once divided all us niggas
Eyes open never blinded by the bull shit, I knew about conspiracies when i was a school kid
When I used to chat that they used to call me mad man, look at all the facts fam
Really hate the back chat when people living stupid, simple like acoustic
Put me in a madhouse because I'm about to lose it
Real rap music to tell you where the truth is, proof is

From my eyes (uh)
From my eyes (ye ye)
We can ride out from the pavements
Gotta keep chasing that's how we gonna make it
From my eyes (ye ye)
From my eyes (ye ye)
We can ride out from the pavements
Gotta keep chasing that's how we gonna make it from my eyes

Proud of making money taking pictures with my notes because I remember how it felt when I was broke
Know that chilling feeling when my funds are fully froze so I hold onto my dough I don't wanna see it ghost
I come from fucking nothing got this hunger in my tummy
I pray for better days I know the evil spirit wants me
Shaking off the devil it ain't comfy, I will never sell out for no amounts of money, I'm sorry
I'm angry how they done us, they label us as violent
We speak against the sirens and they feed us to the lions so we're remaining silent
Good brother's dying in slums
Mum's lost innocent sons
You could lose a life to a blade or a bullet
Lose a life in a cell from the trigger if you pull it, don't be dumb
Hot up in kitchen but we're cooking sipping rum living life to the fullest come & look

From my eyes
From my eyes (ye ye)
We can ride out from the pavements
Gotta keep chasing that's how we gonna make it
From my eyes (ye ye)
From my eyes (ye ye)
We can ride out from the pavements
Gotta keep chasing that's how we gonna make it from my eyes

Just trying to get my points across, real things need to be spoken about
There's a lot of real shit happening, brothers dying, unemployment, poverty
I'm just trying to set a positive example man
Trying to make some music, uplift man's life, spread some love
For real



Credits
Writer(s): Tashan Dimples Flo Rhoden
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