Rova - Greatness Lyrics

So I stare out my window and wonder what's next
God please don't take me and cover my steps
Took so much from me I wonder what's left
They sleepin on me they won't let me rest
So I stare out my window and wonder what's next
God please don't take me and cover my steps
Took so much from me I wonder what's left
Long as they sleepin on me they won't let me rest
So they pray on my down fall and hope that I'm next
Always knew they would cross me but thank god I'm blessed
Gun got no safety I squeeze on this tech
Og and codeine relieve all the stress
I mix og with codeine and I was on the ceiling
What she told me was don't leave but she was in her feelings
Say she want me but low key I think she miss her nigga
And she tell me she don't love me and I still be fucking with her
We got young g'z and og's and all of em was wit us
They my Brodie's my homies and all of em some killas
Ain't got no beef but police be steady tryna grill us
We ain't doing shit but living and they steady tryna kill us
And I'm so high fill up a raw cone
Gave her my trap number she calling the wrong phone
You better listen fast cause I never talk slow
Ain't wanna ride it for me so I made her walk home
Spent a thousand dollars on some boots
Make her pop that pussy in Miami uncle luke
She asked me if I'm good I told her this is what I do
And she don't play an instrument but treat it like a flute
So I stare out my window and wonder what's next
God please don't take me and cover my steps
Took so much from me I wonder what's left
Long as they sleepin on me they won't let me rest
So they pray on my down fall and hope that I'm next
Always knew they would cross me but thank god I'm blessed
Gun got no safety I squeeze on this tech
Og and codeine relieve all the stress
I was on the ceiling
She was in her feelings
I think she miss her nigga
She don't love me and I still be fucking with her
I was on the ceiling
She was in her feelings
I think she miss her nigga
She don't love me and I still be fucking with her
So I stare out my window and wonder what's next
God please don't take me and cover my steps
Took so much from me I wonder what's left
Long as they sleepin on me they won't let me rest
So they pray on my down fall and hope that I'm next
Always knew they would cross me but thank god I'm blessed
Gun got no safety I squeeze on this tech
Og and codeine relieve all the stress

So I stare out my window and wonder what's next
God please don't take me and cover my steps
Took so much from me I wonder what's left
They sleepin on me they won't let me rest
So I stare out my window and wonder what's next
God please don't take me and cover my steps
Took so much from me I wonder what's left
Long as they sleepin on me they won't let me rest
So they pray on my down fall and hope that I'm next
Always knew they would cross me but thank god I'm blessed
Gun got no safety I squeeze on this tech
Og and codeine relieve all the stress
I mix og with codeine and I was on the ceiling
What she told me was don't leave but she was in her feelings
Say she want me but low key I think she miss her nigga
And she tell me she don't love me and I still be fucking with her
We got young g'z and og's and all of em was wit us
They my Brodie's my homies and all of em some killas
Ain't got no beef but police be steady tryna grill us
We ain't doing shit but living and they steady tryna kill us
And I'm so high fill up a raw cone
Gave her my trap number she calling the wrong phone
You better listen fast cause I never talk slow
Ain't wanna ride it for me so I made her walk home
Spent a thousand dollars on some boots
Make her pop that pussy in Miami uncle luke
She asked me if I'm good I told her this is what I do
And she don't play an instrument but treat it like a flute
So I stare out my window and wonder what's next
God please don't take me and cover my steps
Took so much from me I wonder what's left
Long as they sleepin on me they won't let me rest
So they pray on my down fall and hope that I'm next
Always knew they would cross me but thank god I'm blessed
Gun got no safety I squeeze on this tech
Og and codeine relieve all the stress
I was on the ceiling
She was in her feelings
I think she miss her nigga
She don't love me and I still be fucking with her
I was on the ceiling
She was in her feelings
I think she miss her nigga
She don't love me and I still be fucking with her
So I stare out my window and wonder what's next
God please don't take me and cover my steps
Took so much from me I wonder what's left
Long as they sleepin on me they won't let me rest
So they pray on my down fall and hope that I'm next
Always knew they would cross me but thank god I'm blessed
Gun got no safety I squeeze on this tech
Og and codeine relieve all the stress