These Eyes lyrics

[Verse 1]:

Cuzzo, he a dealer

Uncle was a user

Other uncle was a shooter

My Pops was a loser

God bless my Mami's heart

Money tore the fam apart

Me and sis ain't even speakin'

My bitch say I reek from drinkin'

Was just about to crack a beer

Fuck it, I ain't happy here

My momma tell me "get a job"

Motherfuck a rap career

Rent due, I'm broke as hell

Wish I had some dope to sell

Break down the wholesale

Momma livin' out the hotel

I was droppin' shit to no avail, oh well

Cause' they wasn't fuckin' with the kid

I just had to give them me

I could give a fuck about what another nigga did

Cause he ain't walk in these shoes

And I ain't walk in dude's neither

I got issues dawg, my top is screwed

Somethin' like a two liter

[Hook]:

(He only looks for what you see)

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

Pessimist without a pot to piss

With these optics it’s hard to be an optimist

I can’t act like my problems do not exist

I jot the shit in composition, nigga listen

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

Pessimist without a pot to piss

With these optics it’s hard to be an optimist

I can’t act like my problems do not exist

I jot the shit in composition, nigga listen

[Verse 2]:

Jumped out the porch feet first

Told the fam don’t trip I’ll be back soon

Tryna bring the racks back to ‘em

Whether the trap boom or it came from the rap tunes

Used to cop shoes outta Rack Room

Guess it was a step up from payless

Momma got another eviction notice

We don’t know were we finna lay next

Niggas lose faith, so we pray less

Kept OutKast in the tape decks

Felt good not to hear a nigga brag and boast when you working for a petty ass pay check

Seen shit you wouldn’t dare to see

Nobody cares when it’s dark outside

Who gon’ be there with me?

Apparently in need of therapy

I feel caged in like a parakeet

On the edge, I ain’t scared to leap

But I don’t wanna make my parents weep

Insomniac, I barely sleep

It’s been some weeks since the last time a nigga counted sheep

My thoughts seep in way to deep

You see when I jumped off the porch

I thought I could get a Porsche

You know things of that sort

Now a nigga whole life is off course

Fuck!

[Hook]:

(He only looks for what you see)

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

Pessimist without a pot to piss

With these optics it’s hard to be an optimist

I can’t act like my problems do not exist

I jot the shit in composition, nigga listen

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

I done seen a lot of shit

Pessimist without a pot to piss

With these optics it’s hard to be an optimist

I can’t act like my problems do not exist

I jot the shit in composition, nigga listen

[Outro]:

(He only sees you in his dreams)

• Artist:GRIP
• Album:Porch