Travis Scott's Windows

[Verse 1] They knew that I was different when my life began Guess that I'm an adult now, time to prove that I'm the man Haven't seen my face, why would you lie to man? Lyrics drive you insane, your pen has got a driving ban I'll be the biggest on this planet when I'm older The last lyric that I ever spat was when I told ya Used to be the guy that kept on bending over backwards Now it's kinda backwards 'cause your girl keep on bending over Saying that I'm wet but never drown man, allow it man Fuck anybody that wanna doubt man Couple people taking P's but didn't upload But now they see me blowing up so now they wanna shout man Nah G, fuck it bruv keep the money You're only relevant once a year like the Easter Bunny Call it quits and we'll say you never owed me jack Just remember when I blow you tried to hold me back I'm more than just a rapper or an artist I ain't normal in the slightest I'm the motherfucking hardest Switzerland to Munich All these bitches say I'm too sick Just wait till I've written a couple movies that have charted Yeah, I spit facts then repeat them Outside the box like TicTacs when you eat them I was broke on a Sunday Had a smoke on a Monday Now I just graft got six racks by the weekend And, my old girl is gutted that the days over Sleeping with a guy on my team to try and gain closure 'Cause when she's on her Instagram feed Or she hits the damn street She's reminded that I'll take over Sit down, take a seat Watch me blow up I don't need no six pack or no blow up In a couple years I'll be with a couple peers As we, sip a couple beers Sit on stage watch the people show up Yeah Outside the box Listen [Verse 2] And I couldn't give a fuck if you are vibing out to J Cole Or climbing out the K Hole I rhyme because I'm sick And I'm sick because I say so Headphones in, I'm singing on the way home Only time you hold a piece is prolly 'cause you're gay bro Couple man don't like it that I try rapping 'Cause they've made something from nothing, and think that I haven't And I promise you will understand Swear I'm looking up to man But not a single person has got my talent Would you rather be a road man? Rather be a genius? Rather sell a draw? Or be selling out arenas? Coming out of pen? Or be coming out the speakers? I put it on my life that I'm the motherfucking realest But I feel so low, it's like it has to get better I'll never tell a soul, try and handle it better Grab a gram of the cheddar And pick a pad and a pen up So these fans call me Dave like I'm Azpilicueta And even I fear me 'Cause I'm blind really Spitting with my eyes closed is when I see clearly Even I fear me 'Cause I'm blind really Spitting with my eyes closed is when I see clearly My best mate is Dutch and he's got six toes We don't give a fuck, we open Travis Scott's windows My best mate is Dutch and he's got six toes We don't give a fuck, we open Travis Scott's windows [Outro] Yeah Outside the box It's Songer Bow