See Thru the Blinds
I was weighing out my options
Had to figure how to balance it
Use to chill and wanna smoke
Now I'm filling u my calendar
Money power and the fame
All that come with being talented
Know i gotta greater purpose
Overcame so many challenges
They killed my youngins for nuffin
Or over some money
So now they can never make it
Q fucked a bitch
Once her nigga found out
He caught him at the chinks
I was devastated
When they got Paris
I linked up with don
He so hurt
He jus want some retaliation
Shit got me sick to my stomach
Would vomit
But balanced it smoking this medication
Uh
Fuck it I got
Back in my bag again
Niggas be talking bout how they be wanting to make it
I knew I had to win
Went in the booth bodied another Penacho
I'm making em mad again
Loss after loss
Still I prevail thru jungle
By getting this cash again
Mind over matter
I'm locked in
Im giving u something think about
Do what u do and be loyal to it
And I guarantee that you Gone make it out
I jus want head from your pretty ass
I ain't with all that kissing and making out
Stuck in the booth til make it out
Or two commas in my bank account uh
Yea I was blind to fact
But I Made em seen thru the blinds
They don't be telling me facts
Instead them niggas was telling me lies
I had to run up the racks of course I'm not into wasting my time
I had to cut off a few of my friends
Niggas jus wasn't my slime
Acknowledge it
Any beat I did bodied it
Flow and wordplay astonishing
All I needed was some polishing
Shawty want me cause she heard of me
She'll Prolly fuck me for acknowledgment
I'm on the road to a hunnit mill still
I don't see nobody stopping it
I told myself I need chain
Swagg told me bro u Gon get it
I know my nigga I'm jus saying
Ima flood it with the VVs's in it
Mirror tinting all the foreigns
All u see is ya reflection in it
And I don't listen to nay say
Cause All in all we know who wasn't with it
Uh
Look Idk why
Niggas be frauding a lot
Niggas would shit on me
Then try to work on a song
Knowing I never forgot
Reached out to artist
They use to say we can work
Niggas be stalling a lot
So when I blow
Travel the world on a tour
I won't be calling a lot
I had to get on my grind
Write up a play and I made it happen
Knew I was wasting my time
Just talking about it not taking action
I finally opened my eyes
Had to invest in the grind
And once all of the pieces align
I knew all my niggas would shine
Had to figure how to balance it
Use to chill and wanna smoke
Now I'm filling u my calendar
Money power and the fame
All that come with being talented
Know i gotta greater purpose
Overcame so many challenges
They killed my youngins for nuffin
Or over some money
So now they can never make it
Q fucked a bitch
Once her nigga found out
He caught him at the chinks
I was devastated
When they got Paris
I linked up with don
He so hurt
He jus want some retaliation
Shit got me sick to my stomach
Would vomit
But balanced it smoking this medication
Uh
Fuck it I got
Back in my bag again
Niggas be talking bout how they be wanting to make it
I knew I had to win
Went in the booth bodied another Penacho
I'm making em mad again
Loss after loss
Still I prevail thru jungle
By getting this cash again
Mind over matter
I'm locked in
Im giving u something think about
Do what u do and be loyal to it
And I guarantee that you Gone make it out
I jus want head from your pretty ass
I ain't with all that kissing and making out
Stuck in the booth til make it out
Or two commas in my bank account uh
Yea I was blind to fact
But I Made em seen thru the blinds
They don't be telling me facts
Instead them niggas was telling me lies
I had to run up the racks of course I'm not into wasting my time
I had to cut off a few of my friends
Niggas jus wasn't my slime
Acknowledge it
Any beat I did bodied it
Flow and wordplay astonishing
All I needed was some polishing
Shawty want me cause she heard of me
She'll Prolly fuck me for acknowledgment
I'm on the road to a hunnit mill still
I don't see nobody stopping it
I told myself I need chain
Swagg told me bro u Gon get it
I know my nigga I'm jus saying
Ima flood it with the VVs's in it
Mirror tinting all the foreigns
All u see is ya reflection in it
And I don't listen to nay say
Cause All in all we know who wasn't with it
Uh
Look Idk why
Niggas be frauding a lot
Niggas would shit on me
Then try to work on a song
Knowing I never forgot
Reached out to artist
They use to say we can work
Niggas be stalling a lot
So when I blow
Travel the world on a tour
I won't be calling a lot
I had to get on my grind
Write up a play and I made it happen
Knew I was wasting my time
Just talking about it not taking action
I finally opened my eyes
Had to invest in the grind
And once all of the pieces align
I knew all my niggas would shine
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Writer(s): Demetrius Brown
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