Windows
Lyrics
Think i set last year on fire
Dropped shit and they say it all hit thats great
Scrubbing tales ain't the life i wanna lead, damn straight
But put me in a studio with Ye, I might faint
Man, i'm just being honest to the masses
Dirt on my shoes i won't clean em cuz i think it looks dope
They say I give em inspiration what a good joke
Guess i'm touching more kids with my music than the pope
And my view of real life is kinda saturated
Be good, get better, get famous and shit
Maybe it's kinda flawed but you gon' watch it work for the kid
Maybe I won't even make it to see the day where that is
Big body truck thing gifted from my dad
17th birthday and I'm not mad about it
Time passing by too fast for a Scubadiver
Those months were years ago time is like a chronic liar
Godspeed to the memories, we always said would never wisp away
Godspeed to the wins and losses, we all forgot by the coming day
Run away, run away from responsibility
Seems like it's a part of me
Grey sky and they say I look stupid
But I'm the kid who stole a traffic cone and made it a 10
And I'm the kid who's on the road to driving round in a benz
Top down, platinum plaques be looming over my head
And I'm the kid who samples all your whining into a beat
People know they bouta bop their head when they seein' me
People know I'm on the road to being better than greats
20 years they looking back like "Yea he earned his own place"
Explosive beats my alter alias is C4
50K no music vid like what you need to see for
I'm just joking man you know I be
Cut off all the dicks inside my life like a vasectomy
Ooh
You the one who doubting, ain't i show you what i do yet?
No way your surviving when conforming to your mindset
(Conforming to your mindset)
Godspeed to the memories, we always said would never wisp away
Godspeed to the wins and losses, we all forgot by the coming day
Run away, run away from responsibility
Seems like it's a part of me
Seems like it's a part of you
Seems like the whole world has it but we won't say shit, wee too scared
But i'm well aware
Run away, run away from responsibility
Seems like it's a part of me
Think i set last year on fire
Dropped shit but I know it didn't hit, well damn
My own worst critic, made my music with my hands
And i find a way to tell myself it wasn't ever grand
I was messing up big time can't lie
And she told me that I wasn't such a nice guy
And she told me that I wasn't such a great friend
She probably out smoking a forrest with some potheads
Burned my bridges though I had a plane to fly the gap
Was working hard but had to ask where all my friends were at
It's hard to say my life's a movie yet alone a scene
And truth be told it's hard to see me in a limousine
Too big for the seats and all that
And i don't think that my own ego fits inside the door
I was worried I was never gonna make a difference
Growing up and now i'm worried if I'm dying poor
Writer(s): Chris Conner
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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