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Lew Sid
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I remember you denied I would win
Now you out there on the outside looking in
Tried to do me foul and I took it on the chin
You thought I was down, look again
What you see?
What you see?
Homie tell me what you see
Ain't nobody else but me
Same youngin from the V
Is it weird energy?
Is it friend or enemy?
When we started I was twin, look again
Now and tell me what you see
Homie tell me what you see
How they got you showing loyalty
To everyone but me
Got you seeing me as someone
You know I could never be
How it's looking from your side
Clear your eyes, homie
Tell me what you see
I know you hoped to see me giving up
We used to talk about making it out to live it up
We found solace in the chase, you used to big it up
Said them evils wouldn't get to us, why you switch it up?
Knowing where we come from
Clowning on my name and having dumb fun
Sad because that damage can't be undone
I ain't the one to run from
Problems with family down to talk it out
But ghosting on your closest dog
There ain't nothing to talk about, so
I would sit wondering why
As the days go by
I, I
I would dry
These tears from my eyes
As the days go by
I, I
I remember you denied I would win
Now you out there on the outside looking in
Tried to do me foul and I took it on the chin
You thought I was down, look again
What you see?
What you see?
Homie tell me what you see
Ain't nobody else but me
Same youngin from the V
Is it weird energy?
Is it friend or enemy?
When we started I was twin, look again
Now and tell me what you see
Homie tell me what you see
How they got you showing loyalty
To everyone but me
Got you seeing me as someone
You know I could never be
How it's looking from your side
Clear your eyes, homie
Tell me what you see
I swore I would hold you
Down pops promised my moms
War for my soldiers
Trying to be a sergeant at arms
My pad was a farm
Cattled thoughts harvested lines
Battled at novice
Used to cause carnage with rhymes
Matured to an artist
Found how to blend in my living
With rhythm and logic
Felt like all my bonds was a given
But I was unprepared mentally
To grow and have a friend of me
Treating me like an enemy
And wanna see the end of me, so
I, would sit wondering why
The Art of Perseverance
As the days go by
I, I
I would dry
These tears from my eyes
As the days go by
I, I, uh
It all started in the seven cities
That gave you Pharrell Williams, Teddy Riley, and Missy
I used to pray to God that he would make the world dig me
I felt like he used to diss me
But he showed he ain't forget me, nah
We used to hit Manila's, get litty
Half a tank, full potential
But our pockets on empty
Had to get on the grizzy, I'm still out here gettin' busy
The only difference really, some people no longer with me
Nah, we took it from Virginia all the way to Hollywood
Remember we would throw the parties out on Cottonwood
Remember thinking I won't ever finna leave the hood
I'm talking back when we was beefing with the Cedarwoods
I seen too many lose lives trying to flee the hood
Hated to see my dogs dying just as PETA would
I feel they spirits running through me like the cheetahs would
All of my people good
Yeah, at Green Run trying to make it we would trust hoops
They said we'd probably end up wearing orange jumpsuits
A couple homies went legit getting much loot
Wearing nothing but suits, overcame a rough youth
I always felt human second and an artist first
Life was the easiest when writing out the hardest verse
I get the feeling it's the reason I was brought to earth
Going after all I'm worth, rising over all the dirt
I'm the product of persistence
My father used his hands, made sure I ain't miss a Christmas
He rarely said I love you, he showed me through his intentions
That's why I left the nest so you could feel the love from a distance
I still pick up the phone and call him up for assistance
He worked for so long, providing for my existence
That was a bad boy, he should've played for the Pistons
Self-made, runnin' his own business
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