Window Lyrics

Gotta take an L so you can feel a win though

Outdoors but we breathin in the indo

Can't stink up the crib so I blow it out the window

Eyes Pacquiao cuz this shi hit like Kimbo

One shot if I miss the window

Back to workin for some money Monday to Domingo

I ain't shooting bricks I'm aimin for the window

She said I would be someone someday tell me somethin I didn't know

Fallin off get me on track

No use I'm used to burnin rope

Cloudy vision I can't see the flight path

But the instruments tell me where to go

That boy sus I could tell it by his lingo

It ain't bout the money or the music I don't mingle

Gassed up off a bean pinto

Nowadays I don't even get a tingle

MrBortlin he bruddanem my kinfolk

Tryna raise the bar so everyone can limbo

Coincidence or is that shit a symbol

cuz since my birthday I really know we him though

Gotta take an L so you can feel win tho

Outdoors but we breathin in the indo

Can't stink up the crib so I blow it out the window

Eyes Pacquiao cuz this shi hit like Kimbo

One shot If I miss the window

Back to workin for some money Monday to Domingo

I ain't shooting bricks I'm aimin for the window

She said I would be someone someday tell me somethin I didn't know

I ain't crashin I cant go out sad can't go out like a cymbal

Once you take the fake up out the picture start to see it simple

Love n hate to say it bottom line I know it's sinful but

I don't make no music every project is a hymnal

Used to hate it but I learned to love how my mind difficult

Every time I try to write my rhymes I rewind typical

I know that it might not be ya but do ya get the principle

I'm tryna tell ya no more thinkin I do the unthinkable

I'll break the glass

There's beauty in the shatter

Make an image out the cracks see a pattern

Behind the pane tuning out the chatter

Focused on the winnin I forgot the losses matter

Gotta take an L so you can feel a win though

Outdoors but we breathin in the indo

Can't stink up the crib so I blow it out the window

Eyes Pacquiao cuz this shi hit like Kimbo

One shot If I miss the window

Back to workin for some money Monday to Domingo

I ain't shooting bricks I'm aimin for the window

She said I would be someone someday tell me somethin I didn't know