Lyrics Tinted - 20 East

Cause these niggas all in they Fendi bag
Hard for the internet
Never been into that
Bringing my winners back
Niggas who really rap
Niggas who live for they daughters
They sons
The one's really giving back
Homies that's giving game
Niggas ain't built the same
Number one reason my windows so tinted
God hear my words and his people can feel them
Give back the real and take niggas with gimmicks
Head on a swivel
I know they don't like me
The way that they spit don't ever excited me
Niggas got envy at heart and it's high key
Really they don't have a chance at surviving
They wanna knock me and gun for the title
Another big reason my windows stay tinted
God hear my words and his people can feel them
Give back the real and take niggas with gimmicks
I stay out my feeling
They get in my way
I Don't like to talk
Don't know what to say
Just pour out my drank
Let It spill to the earth
And I pray that my niggas can sip from the grave
My windows look tinted
My skin look tinted
I'm finished if I get pulled over tonight
They fingers is itchin'
The calling lieutenants
I'm praying that all these killers ain't white
But It don't make a difference
They taking your life like they own it
Anybody they can be your opponent
I'm seeing the value in taking a moment
Starting to get it
Afraid to admit it
The things that I've done
Just begging forgiveness
And if you ain't with it
After I did what I did
Nothing has change
I Put that on my kid
Haven't text Jay in couple of months
Haven't hit Trey in it feel like a year
Always struggle telling people I love you
And giving flowers while they here
My nigga Terry I see that your heart has been heavy
I hope that you know there's more to your story
Joy is coming in the morning
I got you my nigga and I just hoping you haven't ignored me
For real

Cause these niggas all in they Fendi bag
Hard for the internet
Never been into that
Bringing my winners back
Niggas who really rap
Niggas who live for they daughters
They sons
The one's really giving back
Homies that's giving game
Niggas ain't built the same
Number one reason my windows so tinted
God hear my words and his people can feel them
Give back the real and take niggas with gimmicks
Head on a swivel
I know they don't like me
The way that they spit don't ever excited me
Niggas got envy at heart and it's high key
Really they don't have a chance at surviving
They wanna knock me and gun for the title
Another big reason my windows stay tinted
God hear my words and his people can feel them
Give back the real and take niggas with gimmicks

20 East yes sir the whole the clique rocking way before they was Tik Toking
We was in the building singing Gucci verse to we steady mobbing
And we still mobbing OKKK I just pray nobody die today
And None of my folks gotta hide away
Cause the opps trynna take a brother life away
I got bills to pay on the first month I just feel like I ain't working enough
Make me wanna put the work in the trunk
Hit the streets and make it snow on the bluff
You got no one to trust God and yourself, why is you doubting yourself
You should be proud yourself you made it by yourself
You made it out on yo own yea do not disturb my phone yea
I don't keep up with Jones I'm in a zone and I quit til' I'm On
Wifey want house with a pool and yard
So how could when quit I made it this far
My homie got rich off of passing the bar
I'm trynna do that without breaking the law

Cause these niggas all in they Fendi bag
Hard for the internet
Never been into that
Bringing my winners back
Niggas who really rap
Niggas who live for they daughters
They sons
The one's really giving back
Homies that's giving game
Niggas ain't built the same
Number one reason my windows so tinted
God hear my words and his people can feel them
Give back the real and take niggas with gimmicks
Head on a swivel
I know they don't like me
The way that they spit don't ever excited me
Niggas got envy at heart and it's high key
Really they don't have a chance at surviving
They wanna knock me and gun for the title
Another big reason my windows stay tinted
God hear my words and his people can feel them
Give back the real and take niggas with gimmicks

Look at this gold I had stumbled across
Wisdom I give to my son
Look at Him dead in the eye
Knowing that he is the one
This probably how God had felt
No I'm not saying he Jesus
But I am saying that he'll be a voice to his people
Sooner or later you niggas gone grow up
And realize the game is just set to mislead you
But me I'm ahead of myself
No I'm not scared of myself
Nah I don't wanna be around niggas who post every dollar
And tell all the secrets that's posted to be kept
Or kiddies who beef for the public
Rather than stacking they nuggets
WWE characters who claim that they rappers It's really embarrassing
Ain't no comparison
My brothers took what was given
And made them a living and passed up the gimmicks
To build up they homes
Blessed they surroundings in spite
They surroundings foundations they built was the real mighty gones
Changing the cards I was dealt don't play with that boy like he gambit
X marks the spot on a bandit
Dark tents on the whip I escape the outside cause it's manic