Environment (Explicit)

Environment (Explicit) - Dave

Lyrics by：David Omoregie/Fraser T. Smith

Composed by：David Omoregie/Fraser T. Smith

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 s**t 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 n***as 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 now it in common

Them n***as 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

N***as 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

F**kin' 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 s**t

The moment that you ain't it

The labels are looking for replacements

Same s**t 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