Windows
Back when I was young we was roaming through the streets
Mama cooked a feast but sometimes she wouldn't eat
My eyes were always open so I would always see
All the things that I was not supposed to pree
My mama work three jobs so we were home alone
My sister had my back 13 but she was grown
Walking down Jay Street from my elementary
Walking by the murderers straight out the penitentiary
They knew who my daddy was so they wouldn't even glimpse at me
Told me to keep your eyes to yourself
Better make it home to me
It's not an option
Even when my daddy wasn't there he was watching
Told me to always be aware the reaper's watching
Move with caution
Is you dying or living
Know snitches get stitches
These streets ain't forgiving
No telling
No telling what'll happen without a witness
Aye
Don't look out the window
No matter what you hear at night keep your eyes closed
We were house hopping
Yeah we had a couple problems
Fist fighting over sleeping space
You know I was the heavy weight
Heavy weight
Packing up from place to place
Mama couldn't catch a break
But she always found a way
God always made a way
He made a way
We had an empty house but we never had empty plates
If Tajé wasn't there it was beefaroni Frito lay
We were self-sufficient at a young age
Too many of our young fam ended up on the front page
RIP to Fred RIP to Dev damn
I still wonder what you both would've been
You're the reason that I feel the need to win yeah
Because we deserve it more and it's destined
Gotta take it 'cause nothing's gon' give
I pursue it like it's my will to live
I come from the struggle
I ain't new to this
But it's to my advantage to let them forget yeah
Don't look out the window
No matter what you hear at night keep your eyes closed
Every time you challenge me I will only strive
Every time you knock me down I will only rise
Every time you try you plan your own demise
I was sent to win chosen you surprised
But it's no surprise
But it's no surprise
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Surprise
Mama cooked a feast but sometimes she wouldn't eat
My eyes were always open so I would always see
All the things that I was not supposed to pree
My mama work three jobs so we were home alone
My sister had my back 13 but she was grown
Walking down Jay Street from my elementary
Walking by the murderers straight out the penitentiary
They knew who my daddy was so they wouldn't even glimpse at me
Told me to keep your eyes to yourself
Better make it home to me
It's not an option
Even when my daddy wasn't there he was watching
Told me to always be aware the reaper's watching
Move with caution
Is you dying or living
Know snitches get stitches
These streets ain't forgiving
No telling
No telling what'll happen without a witness
Aye
Don't look out the window
No matter what you hear at night keep your eyes closed
We were house hopping
Yeah we had a couple problems
Fist fighting over sleeping space
You know I was the heavy weight
Heavy weight
Packing up from place to place
Mama couldn't catch a break
But she always found a way
God always made a way
He made a way
We had an empty house but we never had empty plates
If Tajé wasn't there it was beefaroni Frito lay
We were self-sufficient at a young age
Too many of our young fam ended up on the front page
RIP to Fred RIP to Dev damn
I still wonder what you both would've been
You're the reason that I feel the need to win yeah
Because we deserve it more and it's destined
Gotta take it 'cause nothing's gon' give
I pursue it like it's my will to live
I come from the struggle
I ain't new to this
But it's to my advantage to let them forget yeah
Don't look out the window
No matter what you hear at night keep your eyes closed
Every time you challenge me I will only strive
Every time you knock me down I will only rise
Every time you try you plan your own demise
I was sent to win chosen you surprised
But it's no surprise
But it's no surprise
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Surprise
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Writer(s): Sabrie Preston
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