Windows Low

By Audio Push

On My Turn

Released on August 13, 2011

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[Verse 1: Price]

One time

One time, look

Eyes to the sky but they starring

Lookin' in your eyes tellin' lies but they swearin'

That they speakin' the real, they ain't keepin' it trill

So many snakes in the grass and I'm too deep in the field

To be sittin' folding up fears ridin' holdin' up tears

I ain't talk to my mama three months and it's feelin' like years

But I, maintain my composure remainin' a soldier

I ain't trynna hear them four words nigga I told you

I mean it's only life on these lonely nights

You went behind my back tellin' my business

You the homie right?

That's the phony life

But I'm a B-O-Dub capitone and stuntin' on you niggas it's only right

And they say I ain't go win, I'mma show 'em

This to hard to comprehend, I don't show 'em

A lotta lames in these streets runnin' they months claimin' we friends, I don't know 'em

And they got me on here snappin' like the end of a poem

I'm in my hometown countin' my blessings

Everybody around doubtin' and stressin'

That same nigga that'd hand you a weapon

Well be that same nigga, pointin' his finger takin' a stand in a second for real

And them releast words I ever spoke

This is the realest rap I ever wrote

Make this the realest like you ever quote

But I'm just takin' it in

Cause I guess nowadays being fake is a trend, for real


[Hook: Price]

Being real is all I know

Haters talkin' behind my back but I don't see y'all

Y'all claimin' that y'all the bros

But if the love you givin' is fake then I don't need y'all

Cause I just seen it all before, they come and go

So I just ride with my windows low

I ride with the windows low, low


[Verse 3: Kent M$ney]

Preach to 'em, let 'em preach

Seen niggas run out of speech when you find the secret of leaks

No envy amongst kings, no harbor in such things

Do it to take care of what pussy and love brings

Sick niggas, no feelings, strip niggas

Gotta get it to live, go take, ain't gotta give

That smooth shit don't proof shit

Lucrative mind hustle

These niggas are really bitch, they just hidin' behind muscle

Young niggas movin', old niggas hatin'

Shy bitches don't get a welcome at my [?] celebration

Nothin' but hard livin', you see it, it's God given

Dealth 'em then they felt 'em, cards flipped - your welcome

Last one to get it, first nigga to hate you

Keep a eye on the close things, [?]

I know a nigga real ain't no matter or who I be

Gotta keep it together in case I gotta breath


[Hook: Price]

Being real is all I know

Haters talkin' behind my back but I don't see y'all

Y'all claimin' that y'all the bros

But if the love you givin' is fake then I don't need y'all

Cause I just seen it all before, they come and go

So I just ride with my windows low

I ride with the windows low, low


[Verse 2: Oktane]

I was taught at a young age the game is to be sold not told

And I still managed to give it for free

And your girl probably swear up and down like "daddy it's yours"

But she still manage to give it to me

We out here on these shows I went to Africa when you was at home

Came to the club you lookin' at us like we did somethin' wrong

Got somethin' negative to say about every single song

But be the first to shake hands with us and tell us we on

Huh, all in their face frontlinin' like our best soldier

All because you tryin' to hit my leftovers

And all she do is laugh and show me the text

And everytime I come around you just show me respect

So, I ain't complainin' I'm just reigning, staying seated

Cause if I post a song right now, you'll retweet it

Download it and put it on a CD and repeat it

And your girl will text me sayin' she love it and that she need it

Pull up on her iPod Its haters what I do to 'em

Your shawty mention me you say oh Julian, yeah I knew him

Started with my niggas, that's how I wanted to finish

Got a lotta disappointments, you the biggest but it still remains


[Hook: Price]

Being real is all I know

Haters talkin' behind my back but I don't see y'all

Y'all claimin' that y'all the bros

But if the love you givin' is fake then I don't need y'all

Cause I just seen it all before, they come and go

So I just ride with my windows low

I ride with the windows low, low