Whoo, whoo, ooh, whoo I See your sunlight Through the window It's magic My thoughts and body Would just cop all this traffic You watch time pass While I kept myself distracted Will you forgive Now that I'm paying attention I see your sunlight Through the window It's magic My thoughts and body Were just caught By this traffic Where did our time go Encounters beautiful As above so below Feel like I let you down Ever since 2010 I've been dististing myself In Servers that couldn't help Only you I don't want To break the shackles of my burden I don't want to show me Glory in the morning Can I pay you back Even if I could I can only Follow my needs Show my gratitude For your deeds Hmmm I see your sunlight Through the window It's magic My thoughts and body Were just caught by this traffic You watch time pass While I kept Myself distracted Will you forget Now that I'm Paying attention I see your sunlight Through the window It's magic My thoughts and body Were just caught by this traffic Will you forget Now that I'm paying attention Will you forget Now that I'm paying attention Will you forget Now that I'm paying attention Will you forget Now that I'm paying attention Will you forget Now that I'm paying attention Will you forget Now that I'm paying attention Will you forget Now that I'm paying attention Will you forget Now that I'm paying attention Will you forget Now that I'm paying attention Boy ya welcome Me back home Back home, back home Back home, back home Yeah, ya welcome me back home I see your sunlight Through the window It's magic My thoughts and body Were just caught by this traffic You watch time pass While I kept myself distracted Will you forget Now that I'm paying attention I see your sunlight Through the window It's magic My thoughts and body Were just caught by this traffic Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

MTM, hit 'em with heat Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival This a big pistol on me, pull the trigger, watch 'em scream Yeah, I'm really what I talk, just see these diamonds on my teeth I got full clip, thirty shots, watch it dunk I'ma head-shooter, knock your top off My Oxys like my shooters, they really slidin' shit I can't see no opp in public, they just hide and bitch My migo love me in the trap, I made a sales pitch Fish scale, stepped on, watch a mans glitch Fifty on the Rollie, that's a bust down I can't keep on floodin' out 'cause I'm too scared to drown I'm a dog, I'm a dog, no Georgetown He like an umpire, finna catch rounds Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Hit the strip, new clip, keep it on me 'case they pressin' This an XD .40, I don't play with Smith & Wessons Long range, broad day, it don't matter, watch me stretch him Yeah, I'm still two and oh, why they try to make me felon? I got love for my gang, ain't no way that I could tell 'em Bitch, it's death before dishonor, since a jit what I be reppin' Big steppin' in Adidas, yeah, I put the Gucci down Got twenty, thirty pairs, only wear 'em in the house She could never be the one, can't turn a hoe into a spouse Aw shit, spilled a pint of lean upon my brand new couch She could never be the one, can't turn a hoe into a spouse Aw shit, spilled a pint of lean upon my brand new couch Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival

GasPakk Ayo, Lil' Mexico, pass the gas! Stompin' off the blunt with my Gucci kicks You a fuckboy, yeah you new to this She gon' bust it wide for a big thug Shakewell Doin' coke with a lil' slut But I stopped poppin' sticks and I stopped chewin' percs Stopped sippin' drank, now my stomach yeah it hurt Still beat the pack, and I be flippin' all the work Shameless gang the movement, I'ma leave 'em in the dirt You don't want no funk, you a lil' bitch Still sellin' fake 'cause I'm shameless Lost a couple homies to the fentanyl That was just last month and I miss 'em all I remember poppin' sticks walkin' in the mall Never with no shop, call me Mr. need to cop it all Still reppin' they can never colour code Bout a hunnid bands, 5 songs up in my catalogue Think my girlfriend hate me 'cause I got 'em all designer All she ever wanted was them snakes and them tigers She gon' hit me up when she done with nine to five'in Kick her to the curb, I'm the one who put the time in Stompin' off the blunt with my Gucci kicks You a fuckboy, yeah you new to this She gon' bust it wide for a big thug Shakewell Doin' coke with a lil' slut But I stopped poppin' sticks and I stopped chewin' percs Stopped sippin' drank, now my stomach yeah it hurt Still beat the pack, and I be flippin' all the work Shameless gang the movement, I'ma leave 'em in the dirt Please don't go lil' shawty, yeah, I need ya Shit, I was talkin', know I'm aimin' to deceive ya She was fuckin' with me back when I was havin' seizures Now I'm doin' better, she say, "Shaker, I'ma leave ya" I don't really get it bitch, but same time I don't give a fuck Young bipolar from the benzos, I was poppin' up Take her on vacation, nah, I think I'd rather double up Big juice in my double cup, sober, now I'ma fuck it up Think she really mad 'cause I'm drippin' in my diamonds Who you know can mix Ralph Lauren with designer Drop a couple tabs, Teppanyaki and now I'm fryin' .40 filled with hollows, you don't really wanna try it Stompin' out the blunt with my Gucci kicks You a fuckboy, yeah, you new to this She gon' bust it wide for a big thug Shakewell Doin' coke with a lil' slut But I stopped poppin' sticks and I stopped chewin' percs Stopped sippin' drank, now my stomach, yeah, it hurt Still, beat the pack, and I be flippin' all the work Shameless Gang the movement, I'ma leave 'em in the dirt