paroles de chanson Skyline Views - KaeDee

Looking out this window
Vibing out to Rae and Ghost
It could all be simple
See the lights from the city and I wonder
Why I feel on top but still I feel I'm under
Peak when it's hindsight true
So I'm opening my eyesight too
Feel it burn from the fire I brew
Got me thinking on these skyline views

Spending time by myself, or with me
Winding down when my mind's a little sickly
It's wild when I'm feeling all nostalgic
Remembering the time while I vibe and my mouth gets
A little fucking sour from the taste so the mic get to picking
I might get to spitting
The joint's already fire and the pipe's getting lit and
I don't wanna get too loud
But it's fine, I'm beginning
To ponder whether I should really end a couple storylines
So many troubles when I keep on holding onto things or people that were borderline
Toxic, I ain't plotting, I'm just sorta trying
To find a way to shake it up
You got some problems? Cool, well, I'm bored of mine
Sick of people talking like they know their shit but don't, you get me?
A pity, downplaying works of art cuz they're not fitting
In a box, call it loud, kinda weird, using slang they never heard of
Words like peak, dope or litty
You're not a part of that culture boy, so please, you're not deserving of opinion
You're observing it's perverse how you determine terms conditions
On how artists use their words, and it's silly
Check your privilege at the door, ha way to say it beautifully
Ironic for these gate keepers, mate leave us
I don't care, go stay in your community
Where we're a bunch of Abeds and you've all been living bless
Cuz you're all a bunch of Jeffs, yeah that feeling's kinda new to me
Went over my bar limit, think I went too hard with it
Fuck it, writing on my Js and I'm feeling like Jermaine hoping I don't wake my neighbours
And put a further stain on my pallette
Sustaining some damage I'm just adding to that noise
In my brain wreaking havoc
Word to Mobb Deep, used to be the shook one
Now I'm here just laughing at you idiots, you act like all these rappers are just hoodlums
Good one, bars going over heads
You can't really reach em when you're only doing push ups
I guess, that's why you speak with chest
Believe me it's not working out
You had your run it's done, I'm unimpressed
On that bench feeling pressed
Peak cuz someone went and took your spot now you been checked
Your white tears are white noise, putting me to sleep
Chief, that shit I don't need, give that shit a rest, yep

Looking out this window
Vibing out to Rae and Ghost
It could all be simple
See the lights from the city and I wonder
Why I feel on top but still I feel I'm under
Peak when it's hindsight true
So I'm opening my eyesight too
Feel it burn from the fire I brew
Got me thinking on these skyline views

You might hear this, feel a little shifty
Uncomfortable, staying calm but getting pissy pissy
Oscillate between the two while trying to read the room
But that's not what you need to do, I'm sick of sitting
Back and Tryna cater to your ego, get some curry with your fish and chippy
Moving like Lamar, cuz even with these bars I'm kinda 50/50
I'm not worried if you get me get me
Fuck you, when I'm spitting freely that's when I get litty litty
Cry about it
I've been speaking to my therapist
Apologised for rambling, she told me nah
I find you clear, confident, engaging and intelligent
I really needed that
Cuz my perception has been warped
Maybe from the version of success that I was taught
And growing up I'd say was hard for me to open up and try express my inner thoughts
So all this time I've spent alone surrounded by these mirrors, I'm reflecting on the source
Like my parents put me under pressure yeah of course
I was Asian, and by that very nature, had some friendships on the edge of being torn
I wasn't them, still feeling outta place and now my patience getting short
Tired of undermining my, self while simultaneous denying any help
Don't need a saviour, I know I get defensive, your complexion is the force
That had me feeling lesser about my own, checking out, press abort
On the flip my family they had me second guessing every blessing I would simply get from being born
Ironic, on one side accused of pulling race cards
The other side really tried to come and take the same card
Stuck in limbo, always called me sensitive
It's not that fucking simple
Like fuck what I was into
All my likes, all my passions
All my hobbies for some reason
Had to be a fucking issue
My parents didn't care for my Humanities or Art grade, for some reason can't say, should've been like my bros if only I was good at science
At school had to manouevre all my friendships, then get to grips with who I was related to their whiteness
And some of you might be thinking I've been here before
Roll your eyes so far back in your head that you can see the floor
It's just a couple minutes of your time
For me it's nearly every single second of my life

Looking out this window
Vibing out to Rae and Ghost
It could all be simple
See the lights from the city and I wonder
Why I feel on top but still I feel I'm under
Peak when it's hindsight true
So I'm opening my eyesight too
Feel it burn from the fire I brew
Got me thinking on these skyline views