Loom - Tinted Windows

Yea I'm running thru the whole thing this time
A few years ago I made a promise to myself
And just a few days ago I made a promise to my nigga
Shid, we shook on it and everything
Grew up on 19th
Flashback summer '08, it was pretty sweet
Cool wid everybody I met, shit I was bein me
I be inna studio vibin', don't entertain the beef
See dese niggas sitting right here
Yea that's 13, years strong
Playin fa keeps, no need to go deep
Don't be getting us mixed up, with niggas round the way
Nobody in here perfect but we found a way
Anyways kush getting hard to break down, pass me that lil black grinder
Took a shot of crown, cups right there in the kitchen don't gotta rinse em out
Niggas fuckin wid the production say it got a sound
Bold 4 ever really a movement, it'll get around
Ringer turned up on loud, I know what time it is
K2 pulled up on me he had a cool flip
How much you think we can make, shit, we should do the math
I ain't stopping till I got my feet kicked up in California
Bitches love me but they love to gossip
Don't entertain the problems
Never had a heart for niggas causing money problems, gotta stay solid
Gotta be watchful, gotta plan smarter
We gone make it to the top watch us
Let's meet in person, leave da drama
I know the odds just see what's common
Dem pocket watchers really never prosper
They can just keep it silent, for real
Shit, if I fail imma keep trying
Dese bumps i'm never dodging
Attempts beat regret that's why I gotta try it
Share da profit, elevation is da only option
I wish Christina from the 9th grade had gave me all that ass boy
Riding round in Illinois
Trunk making hella noise
Keeping eyes for them folks, it's like you can't avoid em
Should I ride wid it or not, you know we got choices
Stuck between steady and losing it all
I need to catch a flight go catch me a vibe
I'm standing in yo place don't get misinformed
I'd rather be happy den work at a job
Put into a jam I'm reading my palm
And air'n out my laundry won't get you a prize
Pleased to say I care more den I ever sung it
I'd rather know what's real den live in a lie
I ain't stopping till I got my feet kicked up in California
Let it run
I ain't stopping till I got my feet kicked up in California
In the area
We in the area
Roll another one
Pearl another one
I ain't stopping till I got my feet kicked up in California

Written by:
Anthony Moore

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