Window

[Verse 1]
Pop a pill, I'm feelin' 'bout myself
My heart on a shelf, this dark, I park right by your crib
I say I'm lost, I hope you help
You think you slick, I am
My soul glow, nigga, like damn
My passport work, I'm barely home so all my sessions crammed
I rest in peace to the mortician, rest like never, no I don't listen
Got insurance on the vision, never let up, drinkin' my cup
Cutting you stupid, I'm true and I'm truthful, I probably won't change
We fuck and we fight and we run it all back and we talk about race (Ayy)
I'm black and I'm beautiful, kush in my cuticles, tap out this session, my thoughts get unusual
Stackin' the euro, I'm back in the Geo, said, "get him a pilly," so sick, nigga Neo
Said fuckin' off way too many boys, fuckin' on way too many girls
I gotta cool it, I really do it, y'all niggas students

[Chorus: Dave B & Romaro Franceswa, Dave B]
We fly, bitch, I'm soarin'
Tied down through the night
What you're searchin' for is unimportant
You gotta take a trip inside
Palm out my window (Palm out my window)
All my thoughts out the window (All my thoughts out the window)
My palm out my window (My palm out my window)
All my thoughts out the window (All my thoughts out the window)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, free fallin' like, no shit can hold me back
Boy, I'm in my bag, no, I'm deeper than that
Me and the bangin' attached
Mama said I need to relax but I'm right on track, snatch
All my incentives, nigga's wanna know the business
Like, "what's the percentage, how many bitches, is there a limit, boy, can I get it?"
I'll tell 'em, nigga, back, back, back, back, back, no
I don't really need your help
Niggas wanna dap, dap, dap, dap, dap
But I learned to love myself, yeah
That's when you learn to grow, boy, this money stuff come and go
But when you got some real ones in your circle, that's when you know
What that hand up out the window feel like (feel like, feel like, feel like)
All that noise in your life is real light (real light, real light, real light)
We got one life to live, better leave some for your kids
And when remember you just a day away from getting all this shit, yeah

[Chorus: Dave B & Romaro Franceswa, Dave B]
We fly, bitch, I'm soarin' (Yeah, yeah)
Tied down through the night (The night)
What you're searchin' for is unimportant
You gotta take a trip inside
Palm out my window (Palm out my window)
All my thoughts out the window (All my thoughts out the window)
My palm out my window (My palm out my window)
All my thoughts out the window (All my thoughts out the window)