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WINDOWS Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON | eLyrics.net

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[Intro: SoGoneSoFlexy] Shit, I was just talking ’bout
Just, that grind, the trenches, just
You know what I’m sayin’, just all that
I mean, you-you don’t get the vibe of it

[Verse 1: SoGoneSoFlexy]Feels good to get this shit out the mud, nigga
Made it from hard times, it’s still love for the slums, nigga
We rob niggas just because, nigga
And I’ll serve you anything, but nothing less than a dub, nigga
And how it feel to be a dub, nigga?
I’m tryna be a better man but nothin’ less than a thug, nigga
I kill shit, just check my background (Bah)
This murder game shit my campground
Check my résumé and ask ’round (Yeah)
We just simply never back down (Nah)
I caught a charge, now I’m back out
I bet this carbon blow his back out
Gettin’ money, that’s a fact now (Merlyn)
Bitches, they don’t know how to act now (Merlyn)

[Verse 2: Merlyn Wood & Kevin Abstract]Gon’ pull up polite, but the flow not nicе (You know)
Watch for you wife, I’ma take her out your lifе (You know)
She wet my white tee, now it’s like a wet wipe (Wet it)
Respect my Tribe, I’m a dawg like Phife (Get it?)
You love me like a check but my name not Nike (Get it?)
Bitch, my number not a lottery
I’m like, don’t even talk to me (Stop)
Honestly, wouldn’t fly a Melbourne to the Sydney (Go Merlyn, Go Merlyn)
All of these bars bought chains, prison industries (Go Merlyn, Go Merlyn, Go Merlyn)
America, get my people fired, then get me shot for free (Go Merlyn, Go Merlyn)
While I watch Washington’s wooden teeth in her booty cheeks
Kings of last century, was livin’ like peasantry
I don’t even like sleep, time is the only luxury
[Verse 3: Matt Champion]Surrender, f*ck you ’til you’re out
I’ma ship it laminated, got this shit straight off the lot
We ain’t really no A-List, got the neighbors going crazy, it’s me, Bari, and Flexy
I can see through your bullshit, like your face was made of plexi’ (Haha)
I can f*ck around and get this soundin’ like I’m wildin’, mane
Only crybaby is the one inside the bucket man
You, I’m the bogeyman, you, never sleep again
Nightmares, it’s fright-filled the moment Freddy tuck you in
Stack my money higher than the foam atop a tidal wave
Lonely like the point guard at the key, gotta isolate
Light it up, light it up, we bring the light show
Who the hell invited all they friends?
f*ck if I know (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Jabari Manwa]They at your window (Them boys comin’ for you)
They at your window (Them boys comin’ for you)
They at your window (You better not tell no lies)
They at your window (You know them boys outside)
They at your window, yeah-yeah (Them boys comin’ for you)
They at your window, yeah-yeah (Them boys comin’ for you)
They at your window, yeah-yeah (You better not tell no lies and they ain’t comin’ up here, you should not tell no lies)

[Verse 4: Dom McLennon]My pain could be a fortune teller or an ATM
It’s got intentions of its own, I can’t even pretend
Every moment is a final body, can’t defend
The circumstances should’ve never been there to begin
I watch the clocks melt as the devil dances
The chances are slim to none that you could understand this
Lost language, we encantin’, paint campin’
Amongst the stillborn, raindrops is real, outstandin’
I wake up breakin’ up an eighth just to function

Rather be a neutral, they could send you to get sunken
All my niggas made it out the motherf*ckin’ dungeon
Tank has been on E, but I gotta keep runnin’
What, you ‘fraid of me or when our system is crumblin’?
Everybody’s reaching but they really end up fumblin’ when they touchdown
Y’all don’t appreciate in value like a bussdown
My shit authentic, they can never get enough now
[Chorus: Jabari Manwa] They at your window, yeah-yeah (Them boys comin’ for you)
They at your window, yeah-yeah (Them boys comin’ for you)
They at your window, yeah-yeah (You better not tell no lies and they ain’t comin’ to play, you shouldn’t tell no lies)

[Verse 5: Joba]I could see the eye upon me when I close mine
Drug-induced, comatose, it’s leakin’ through me, blind
The body is the temple, I invite spirits
We crack riddles and giggle behind closed blinds
Born to bleed, the brave and free
Got needs they gots to feed, I breathe to see defeat
f*ck police and authority, never means nothin’, mind f*ckin’ myself to sleep
Had to take it to the streets
Capitalistic, we plague our society, like COVID-19
Those dirty hands that feed don’t buy it
Book ’em in officials, don’t give a f*ck about the children
What do you believe? Nothing’s ever what it seems ’til you can’t deny it
Flashpoints and flashbangs to take the fires
Just to be stuck on repeat, in the loop of sirens
Terrorizin’, always lyin’
God damn, tyrants, don’t play with knives

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[Post-Chorus: Ryan Beatty]I tried to warn you
These boys, they don’t know you
Outside, comin’ for you
‘Cause they don’t love you and they don’t know you
I tried to warn you
These boys, they don’t know you
Outside, comin’ for you
‘Cause they don’t love you and they don’t owe you shit
[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]f*ck the world and all that inhabit it (Inhabit it, inhabit it)
f*ck the world and all that inhabit it (Inhabit it, inhabit it)
‘Times is like, f*ck the world and all that inhabit it (Inhabit it, inhabit it)
Yeah, nigga
We back up in this thing (Road)
Sometimes it’s like, all or nothin’ (Road)
f*ck the world and all that inhabit it (Inhabit it, inhabit it)
Sometimes it’s like, f*ck the world and all that inhabit it (Inhabit it, inhabit it)
Sometimes it’s like

[Verse 6: bearface]Just pick me up in the four-door
I bless the beat, we smokin’ red ash like Mordor
The warlord’s comin’, check the lamb for the slaughter
The envy’s so green, it should be flyin’ a saucer
Yeah, and when the pressure is on, they gone
Ghostride whippin’, not your friends no more, so ‘lone
Snake sneakin’, I’m feelin’ like I’m missin’, but never there
I’m still here, bitch, so God’s winnin’
Lord willin’ (Lord willin’)
There’s no ceilin’ (No ceilin’)
They all p*ssy (All p*ssy)
Get out your feelings (Get out your feelings)
They try to run it up, but baby, I’m chillin’ (Uh-huh)
I make my money, then dip, stay killin’
Stay killin’, stay killin’, stay killin’

[Outro: Kevin Abstract]Why you always start prayin’ when that trouble comes? Why?
Why you always start prayin’ when that trouble comes? Oh
Start it over, go again, ROADRUNNER

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Songwriter(s): Shaeem Wright, M. Jacobs Jr., Jabari Manwa, Kiko Merley, Imondre Goss, Hasani Chapman, Dominic Painter, Darryl Gibbs, Abhi Raju, bearface, Ryan Beatty, Joba, Dom McLennon, Romil Hemnani, Kevin Abstract, Matt Champion, Merlyn Wood, SoGoneSoFlexy

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