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The World from My Eyes Video (MV)




Performed By: .50 Cal
Length: 1:57
Written by: Calum Collie




.50 Cal - The World from My Eyes Lyrics




Spendin 40k just to check the time
I gon kill you, ion get caught so iss no crime
You pussy mothaf*ckas be all talk but can't get on the grind
I pull up on yo block and just know I won't be kind
You think you know everything well you don't know shit
I bet you've never even seen any chronic or tits (aye)
Honestly you think you know everything but you a fake
You call me out we turn yo ass to cake
I've survived the projects and you get scared over one gunshot?
I tried for a year but clearly you can't be taught (yuh)
This the world from my eyes it ain't the same as yours
So let me take you on a lil tour
Of theft, robbery, murder and drive-bys
Drugs, deals, twenty shots and some big lies
Even through all this I never stopped to cry
20k or a new outfit man I can't decide
I be ballin hard and ignorin all those haters who cried
When they heard one measly gunshot come from the woods
While I see 20 shots in the air anytime I get the goods
It's a dangerous life but it brought me to where I am today
And left you pussies lacking that didn't decide to stay
You've been safe yo whole life but here comes the danger
50. cal's in the town get yo ass behind the manger
This the world from my eyes it ain't the same as yours
So let me take you on a lil tour
Of theft, robbery
Yeah you better get yo ass behind the manger
I never stop huntin you call me a ranger
I could see you tryna ball on my streets
I shoot you if you try to get yoself a treat
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Spendin 40k just to check the time
I gon kill you, ion get caught so iss no crime
You pussy mothaf*ckas be all talk but can't get on the grind
I pull up on yo block and just know I won't be kind
You think you know everything well you don't know shit
I bet you've never even seen any chronic or tits (aye)
Honestly you think you know everything but you a fake
You call me out we turn yo ass to cake
I've survived the projects and you get scared over one gunshot?
I tried for a year but clearly you can't be taught (yuh)
This the world from my eyes it ain't the same as yours
So let me take you on a lil tour
Of theft, robbery, murder and drive-bys
Drugs, deals, twenty shots and some big lies
Even through all this I never stopped to cry
20k or a new outfit man I can't decide
I be ballin hard and ignorin all those haters who cried
When they heard one measly gunshot come from the woods
While I see 20 shots in the air anytime I get the goods
It's a dangerous life but it brought me to where I am today
And left you pussies lacking that didn't decide to stay
You've been safe yo whole life but here comes the danger
50. cal's in the town get yo ass behind the manger
This the world from my eyes it ain't the same as yours
So let me take you on a lil tour
Of theft, robbery
Yeah you better get yo ass behind the manger
I never stop huntin you call me a ranger
I could see you tryna ball on my streets
I shoot you if you try to get yoself a treat
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Writer: Calum Collie
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