[Chorus]

Spring on my window, light an extendo, smoke up the indoor

Bang instrumentals, ease up my mental, need me a pen though

Life moving quick, need to stick to the schedule and pick up my tempo

Spring on my window again, I need to level

[Verse 1]

I tend to remember more than I forget

Expect for the coffee I heat up a bit

But fuck it my mind way to busy with shit

Cause the moment I open my eyes feel like it's do or die

Who could decide in a minute of time

A minute I'm fine, a minute I'm not

A minute I'm hot and love it or not

You get what you got, you live with the odds

And hope they even out eventually, eat with the Gods

And lose the facade and go with the plot and stick with the squad

The ones from the bot to the top floor penthouse view of the Bellagio plaza

Moët by the box

Poet in the heart but I'm chewing on some rocks

Boulder in my throat, got a waterfall of thoughts

Caution to the wind, got a concrete heart

In the jungle don't get caught after dark little diva

Better learn to eat with the lion and hyena

You a zebra you get taking to the reaper

No idea, no eureka

I don't do a lot of speaking

I just listen to the beat of something bigger than the city street talk

I'm not into pushing up spots for a plug

Or shooting up shots but I'll Kobe if I must

Sitting on the thirty second bus with a first class vision of my ass blowing up

Uh

Bet the locals all love that one

The mindset set global when I get me some

They all looking for a pick me up

And get me out

And show me love

They show me none

The show is done

The rain pour right after the sun

And vice versa, I suffice first person

Life a game like playing dice in the ice cold night

With your last dime

Go ahead what's the price

Uh

[Chorus]

Spring on my window, light an extendo, smoke up the indoor

Bang instrumentals, ease up my mental, need me a pen though

Life moving quick, need to stick to the schedule and pick up my tempo

Spring on my window again, I need to level

[Verse 2]

Love in the struggle, struggle in love

If heaven above and hell is below

So where do my soul go

Tell me God I gotta know

'For I cop a two door coupe and parachute

Onto roof top views with the new new blues

But the money green, Benny Frank hang like a noose

Bang in the booth, gang on the woo woo

Aim and they shoot, fame got my name written on the loot

Sitting in my room

Got me reminiscing 'bout the homies that I knew

Homies that I grew

Homie who are you?

Homie you the one that used to rap back in school, that was you?

Damn, what it do?

Damn, you won't believe what a man going through

We live it all the same, hate to say it but I do

You wouldn't walk a mile in my shoes, so I'm walking over you inside my boots

Leave 'em in the dirt

Make 'em feel the pain of waking up to prove they worth

Make 'em know it hurt even though you never chirp

Fuck the bird talk, I need a birds eye view on the roof

That's my bird nest perch

Got a gift and a curse

I remember everything, I never say a word

Go fuck a verse

Uh

That's how I'm designed

Abide by my inner design

The mind might shine light on the blind

Or buy ice, lines, drip, I decide

My life split down the middle, divide

The fact fiction and lie

The eyes bright up with shine

If every second of my time come to see me in my prime 'for I die

I seem to have a lot on my mind

Put the name to a bullet, good night

Uh

[Chorus]

Spring on my window, light an extendo, smoke up the indoor

Bang instrumentals, ease up my mental, need me a pen though

Life moving quick, need to stick to the schedule and pick up my tempo

Spring on my window again, I need to level