S. Boucher II - DO YOU SEE lyrics

[Chorus 1] [Chorus: Sonny B] You don't see what I see Every day as Sonny B, I take look over my shoulders as I get older Getting tired of mother f**ers saying "Sonny B, I told you!" You don't hear what I hear But it's so hard to live though these years With these funny bunny brothas, ain't sh** changing Got my mother wondering if I'm gang banging [Verse 1: SLIM] 2 steps to the right then I clap Gotta slide from these haters cause n***as acting wack Matter of fact, if they want to act, you know where know where I'm at Sonny B. Gotta tell them bro, "LA ON THE MAP" Right! Getting money all day, party all night With the same real n***as in my life Spit flames on this mic, pen game nice Like my drinks on nice. Henny half sprite Put your gla** in the air if it's full and you don't give a f** about a dude hating on you Shouts out to my crew. Ain't nothing new SMK The Truth, Straight from the LA Zoo Just some animals getting money LA raised me so you can't take nothing from me Keep a distance when them hoes acting funny What can I say? My caint raise no dummy [Chorus 2] [Chorus: Sonny B]You don't see what I see [Chorus: MaJiK MC]Growing up in the streets of Cali [Sonny B] You don't hear what I hear [MaJiK MC] Getting better each and every year [Sonny B] You don't see what I see [MaJiK MC] Growing up in the streets of Cali [Sonny B] You don't hear what I hear You ain't never seen nothing so crazy Crusing around the hood, reminiscing with daily with the homies [Verse 2: MaJiK MC] Damn! I missing being a kid Running around the streets doing stupid sh** Barking at Dogs, dancing in front of shops Sprinting down blocks, playing dig dong ditch Those were the good old days Used to dig holes now we dig our own graves Homie pa**ed away. Taser to the face One hook then latch cop laid him to waste One minute you're here, next second you're gone Used to think I was invincible, I couldn't be stopped The world was my playground, I couldn't get lost Now I wonder where I am, trapped within my own thoughts Growing up is no joke Got high on swings now we high on dope People jumping each other when it used to be ropes Life never had a price until we sold our soul [Chorus2] [Verse 3: Sonny B] Vacate to vacate on the dateline Pa**port pa**ing, got my mind on the timeline PCH crusing from Diego to Bay Last Stop was LA where i figured my way Now I been though a lot and I see so many things And I used my experience to give reference to the kids You should never make mistakes of another Gotta keep warm though the warm Cali weather As we crusing to the beat, respect to Warren G House parties from OC to the 213 I keep cool with the Japanese, ride around inna hooptie Don't give a damn cause the ladies still tempt me You ain't never seen nothing so crazy Latino Trinidadian throwing parties with the Asians And I learn more culture from streets to overseas And this sh** keeps getting fresher. Do you see what I see? [Chorus 2] Now I got to take time to give respect to the homies Who picked up a brotha when a brotha getting sloppy Been though a lot but life keeps getting better Don't ever let me dance with a buck lady packing cheddar Real talk. Shout out to my little brotha MaJiK When my moms pa**ed away, you was a arms length away It's Truth. You never know what you have until you've lost it Took me a while to get back up after something so tragic Shout out to Lady Mosa, the girl that held me down When those gates opened up, you were a corner around My brotha SLIM always looked to me to motivate SMASH GANG always kept my celly buzzing, vibrate Big Brothas: TEECUBE, Eugene, Masaki and Lundy, Katagi Without ya'll my mindstate would be less than what it's meant to be Lyrics 2 Go, Back2Pluto, Culture Universal Let's keep the mics rockin' jumpin' in the party no rehersal [Chorus 2]