The curtains are drawn again
Now you're home again
In these walls, you feel grief for what you've left to lose
So you sweat it out
Now you gotta watch paint dry and dry your eyes again
Where you finna turn when the world's on fire?
Why you tryna run when it's not burning for you?
How you gonna hide when this feels so dire?
You've seen too many angles, always want them angles
I don't do this fugazi, I don't do it for gazes
I'll keep a door cracked for you
Despite all you're going through
In these walls, you feel grief for what you've left to lose
So you sweat it out
So we sweat it out
Now you gotta watch paint dry and dry your eyes again
Where you finna turn when the world's on fire?
Why you tryna run when it's not burning for you?
How you gonna hide when this feels so dire?
You've seen too many angles, always want them angles
I don't do this fugazi, I don't do it for gazes
Where you finna turn when the world's on fire?
Why you tryna run when it's not burning for you?
How you gonna hide when this feels so dire?
You only see them angles, you always want them angles
Tyson, ruin your ears like I'm Tyson
Might pack a stadium like Jackson
Flip that switch and I go Jordan
But now it's just me and my mic
Yuppies on every corner, I keep em all out of sight
Duppies all in my hindsight, bust em all, I'm that guy
You've got me running laps around your one track mind
I'm living rent-free
And now I'm spilling out all of your speakers
You say this hits you at night
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The curtains are drawn again
Now you're home again
In these walls, you feel grief for what you've left to lose
So you sweat it out
Now you gotta watch paint dry and dry your eyes again
Where you finna turn when the world's on fire?
Why you tryna run when it's not burning for you?
How you gonna hide when this feels so dire?
You've seen too many angles, always want them angles
I don't do this fugazi, I don't do it for gazes
I'll keep a door cracked for you
Despite all you're going through
In these walls, you feel grief for what you've left to lose
So you sweat it out
So we sweat it out
Now you gotta watch paint dry and dry your eyes again
Where you finna turn when the world's on fire?
Why you tryna run when it's not burning for you?
How you gonna hide when this feels so dire?
You've seen too many angles, always want them angles
I don't do this fugazi, I don't do it for gazes
Where you finna turn when the world's on fire?
Why you tryna run when it's not burning for you?
How you gonna hide when this feels so dire?
You only see them angles, you always want them angles
Tyson, ruin your ears like I'm Tyson
Might pack a stadium like Jackson
Flip that switch and I go Jordan
But now it's just me and my mic
Yuppies on every corner, I keep em all out of sight
Duppies all in my hindsight, bust em all, I'm that guy
You've got me running laps around your one track mind
I'm living rent-free
And now I'm spilling out all of your speakers
You say this hits you at night
Now you're home again
In these walls, you feel grief for what you've left to lose
So you sweat it out
Now you gotta watch paint dry and dry your eyes again
Where you finna turn when the world's on fire?
Why you tryna run when it's not burning for you?
How you gonna hide when this feels so dire?
You've seen too many angles, always want them angles
I don't do this fugazi, I don't do it for gazes
I'll keep a door cracked for you
Despite all you're going through
In these walls, you feel grief for what you've left to lose
So you sweat it out
So we sweat it out
Now you gotta watch paint dry and dry your eyes again
Where you finna turn when the world's on fire?
Why you tryna run when it's not burning for you?
How you gonna hide when this feels so dire?
You've seen too many angles, always want them angles
I don't do this fugazi, I don't do it for gazes
Where you finna turn when the world's on fire?
Why you tryna run when it's not burning for you?
How you gonna hide when this feels so dire?
You only see them angles, you always want them angles
Tyson, ruin your ears like I'm Tyson
Might pack a stadium like Jackson
Flip that switch and I go Jordan
But now it's just me and my mic
Yuppies on every corner, I keep em all out of sight
Duppies all in my hindsight, bust em all, I'm that guy
You've got me running laps around your one track mind
I'm living rent-free
And now I'm spilling out all of your speakers
You say this hits you at night
Writer: Nikhil Thapa
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid