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Yeah, yeah When honesty lies, apologies die, so Elephant in the room He said you got your eyes wide shut, uh, pride high up, uh Beef come quick, uh, five guys rushed They caught me at the light, like, "My, my, look At what we got here, just another nigga that made it out" But still you not there, uh Look at all you got, nigga, but family ain't got theirs You claimin' you top tier, but your wallet got fears of Becomin' empty like that soul you claim you got there, uh Lost in that combat, wonder where your mind at Look, let's be rеal, don't even know what's in your contract Hired anothеr nigga to look upon that Shit, that's your nigga, right? Well, shit, I hope it is 'Cause now you spillin' hearts, so now they know your biz' See, you a star now, and you've been growin' big Still tryna grow yourself, but now you're moldin' kids You tell 'em quit they job, showed 'em what soulful is But he ain't got the talent, nah, nigga, focus here You told that nigga follow dreams and he could grow it big Just told him he'd be independent, knowin' no one is So, yeah, y'all give him hope, but y'all don't say too much It's like you show him dreams, but you can't wake him up Letras de cancionesI just wonder what you lookin' at while you take a look in my eyes I just wonder what I'm lookin' at when I take a look in those skies Windows cry, windows cry Windows cry, yeah, yeah, look, windows cry Prayed to be gifted and got it from rappin', ain't that ironic? Discussin' deals with white women and vodka tonics, uh Like who are you, nigga? Oh, you different, different Oh, you gifted, gifted, then let's go back to your contract Nigga, listen, listen, paranoia lifted Look, you so fuckin' clueless, let's break it down You signed a paper to get rid of your niggas, now you got strangers At the worst fuckin' moment you could 'cause your life is changin' You heard the stories of labels puttin' artists in danger Use 'em up for hits, never pay 'em and then replace 'em And now you're steppin' into unfamilar situations Of a label that's like family but adopted you for paper While you tryna be the greatest and pursue your vison You call and get the voicemail, nigga, who gon' listen? They only care about the money, nigga, screw your vision This shit's so fuckin' screwed up, now you screwed up in it They got you sittin' on the bench, you gon' lose your listens You gon' hurt your fans, you gon' lose your mentions You tryna grow as big as Dot, tryna move your image Now you got Dave pushin' buttons and he grew up with him What's his motive, nigga? Can't never trust him They make Ali mix your vocals, nigga, without discussion This shit crazy, you so hopeless, nigga You got Top's son as one of your managers And you barely even know this nigga If you and Top get in some shit, who he ridin' for? Who he slidin' for? Wait, wait, they comin', shh, shh Let's keep it quiet, low, can't let 'em know you doubtin' They'll take offense and say you're spoiled, "REASON always poutin'" You gotta trust the process, days slowly countin' Where your music at? Where you been, nigga? I'm just hopin' all these thoughts don't turn reality Hope September 12th don't turn into my casualty Windows cry I just wonder what you lookin' at while you take a look in my eyes I just wonder what I'm lookin' at when I take a look in those skies Windows cry, windows cry Windows cry August 2017 (January 2017) July 2017 (March 2017) November 2016 (July 2017) July 2017 (January 2020) August 2017 (November 2016) March 2017 (August 2017) July 2017 (January 2017) March 2017 (November 2016) From Letras Mania