“OPEN THAT WINDOW” By Drew Santos Ft. Brit Fox
The lyrics speak of the struggles of life and trying to make it in a broken city. The artist encourages himself to let go of his hustle and focus on his muscle while guarding himself from vermin in the street. The lyrics also touch on love, trust, and self-reflection.
OPEN THAT WINDOW lyrics
La Di Da De Da
I can hear the wind blow
Open that window
I can feel that wind blow
I can hear that stank face talking
Try be chill
But I can't tho
Bout to catch a case yo
Got me going loco
Slitting number 2s on my pad
Going vent mode
Lets Go
Thru the grape vine
You got my name all on your mind
I got this ringing in my ear
While I keep popping over here
Yeah I came thru on my lay low
Pockets full of pesos
Caine said fuck that nine to five and trust nobody
Life can be dark and muddy I’m a shine like daylight
Hit em hard with the raw hyde then put on my boots
And get back on that dirt road
I’m lasso my hustle put my mind to my muscle
Cause I’m losing my focus, but I’m a grind to this man
Tell em I’m from the hard knock baby and we don’t quit
I laid that brick and mortar
For you UNI till the day that I die
I rep that broken city and that’s that’s love
Come on that right and that’s that love
Come on that’s right you talk yo shit
Now that’s not love
I can hear the wind blow
Open that window
I can feel that wind blow
Open that window I can hear that windblow
I can hear that
La Di Da De Da
Open that window I can hear that windblow
I can hear that
La Di Da De Da
Open that window
I can feel that wind blow
I can hear that stank face talking
Try be chill
But I can't tho
Bout to catch a case yo
Got me going loco
Slitting number 2s on my pad
Going vent mode
Lets Go
Thru the grape vine
You got my name all on your mind
I got this ringing in my ear
While I keep popping over here
Theres some vermin in the street moving dirty as they creep
Better watch that back side guard it with your third eye
Cause they out here for clout like a bitch that look for attention
And they not worth a mention
Put em in they place they don’t want no smoke
Ennie mennie minny mo one by one they gotta go
Call me incredible like I'm an edible
I'm feelin' the zone I bust in the game
I march to my name I don’t need ya'll drip
Ya'll sound the same
I vibe to my tunes while you chitter chatter
I peer down the barrel of a smith and wesson
Take a breath and release the tension
Self reflect, intervention
Fuck a hater learn a lesson
All that talking ain’t impressing
Open that window I can hear that windblow
I can hear that
La Di Da De Da
Open that window
I can feel that wind blow
I can hear that stank face talking
Try be chill
But I can't tho
Bout to catch a case yo
Got me going loco
Slitting number 2s on my pad
Going vent mode
Lets Go
Thru the grape vine
You got my name all on your mind
I got this ringing in my ear
While I keep popping over here
Open that window I can hear that wind blow
Open that window I can hear that
La Di Da De Da
It go
La Di
La Di Da De Da
It go
Artist
Drew Santos Ft. Brit Fox
“MAXXX PAIN” By Karlos SLimm
MAXXX PAIN lyrics
Always tryna read my mind but I never let em
Why we tryna escape time we don't know no better
If I say I hold you down then I never let up
Know I gotta hold it down keep it seven letter
Fuck up on my beat get
Fuck up out my face
I just stack my chips
I just stay up out the way
Fuck up on my beat get
Fuck up out my face
My plate filled with shrimp then I was it down with pain
I'm in the bitch out the blue I can't be nothing like you
Been in that bitch from the path but all my money is new
I'm in that bitch off the red
Syrup sippin' like the flu
Got a loose screw in her head
Told you don't make a wrong move
In the night run it up til the sun up
Cross my heart hope to die for my loved ones
Get inside get a pipe all you goners
Kill your feelings inside they don't own us
Yes I rock
Yes I roll
Take your time
Tame your soul
Yes I rock
Yes I roll
Free your mind
Lose control
Fuck up on my beat get
Fuck up out my face
I just stack my chips
I just stay up out the way
Fuck up on my beat get
Fuck up out my face
My plate filled with shrimp then I was it down with pain
Fuck up on off my dick
Fuck up out my face
I just stay up out the way
Fuck up on my beat get
Fuck up out my face
My plate filled with shrimp then I was it down with pain
More pain then I get told
Sorcerer on my chakra flow
My conscience stream like lava flow
Immaculate rap rock n roll
I'm moral code then far below
Horoscopes read like gossip no
Our destiny set in stone
My soul is where the locked is room
Visitations turn conjugal when you quick to let choppas go
Making mistakes we outta know
Taken the bait from block patrol
Optimist just not logical
Protestant just not proximal
Before they let globe explode I plan to rest inaugural
None of them problems occur to me
Can't get no chains they got no sense of urgency
I am from Marz but but my bitch is from Mercury
She wanna 69 I give her third degree
We turn your state into emergency
Ain't got no hustle these bitches they worry me
I keep that mask on like I'm in surgery
In the night run it up til the sun up
Cross my heart hope to die for my loved ones
Get inside get a pipe all you goners
Kill your feelings inside they don't own us
Yes I rock
Yes I roll
Take your time
Tame your soul
Yes I rock
Yes I roll
Free your mind
Lose control
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