My window

Come to my window
I can't close my blinds its real
Come to my window
I can't wipe you off its real

I been sensing things about to change now
In and outta' countries and states now
Bout' to fly my fam out to LA now
Getting booked for shows, I'm getting paid now
Fell in love with swerving, fuck a lane now
F*** a mask and cape just use my name
Swear to god im poppin any day now
Recognize tomorrow, knew myself and hit the lotto

Come to my window
I can't close my blinds its real
Come to my window
I can't wipe you off its real

I been mixing things I probably shouldn't
I been coaching myself I'm John Wooden
I been flipping chairs over like Bob Knight
I been putting pressure on like prom night I can't see shit but I believe in my vision
Women dollars and traveling lately that's how im living
CEO of myself, lately thats how im winning
I'm from the cloth of a boss
I gotta' hustlers ambition damn
Expanding my network
From the internet I call that making the net work
Real people fucking with you is real wealth
That's human capital
That's how you grow your networth
Imma' make your neck hurt
Come on

Come to my window
I can't close my blinds its real
Come to my window
I can't wipe you off its real