Lyrics Room 34 - B.o.B

Room 34

I look down
Out my window
I see your face and your shadow
On the street below me
In room 34, in the third row
There sits a young brother and they call him Earl-O
There’s a girl that Earl knows, also in the third row
And he wanna flirt, so he passes her dirty notes
Now she flirt back, even though every girl know
Earl-O popular, fuck taking girls home
So he asks her for her number, she said «somethin, somethin, 0»?
«Please call me after 7 cause my minutes very low»
So when the bell rang, the girl dip and hurry home
But Earl wanna follow, so he hopped in his Impala
Then he pulled up beside her on interior and chrome
He offered her a ride, «I'll take you where you wanna go»
She said «if you don’t mind, I’m over there by ?»
She hopped up in the ride then he got his swerve on
They pulled up outside, he asked «were your parents home?»
She said «come inside, don’t be nervous, we’re alone»
I look down
Out my window
I see your face and your shadow
On the street below me
Now Earl called his homeboys, on his Chirp phone
Told 'em «come over» and no, he ain’t let the girl know
Apartment 34, in the third door
To your left, there’s a girl left on the dirty floor
She’s staring at the ceiling as the ceiling fan blows
All the blood on her face at the tip of her nose
Her mama walk in like «what in the world’s wrong?
Why you laying butt naked?
Girl, where your clothes?»
But she ain’t say nothing cause she just turned 14
The cuts hurt but her pride hurt mostly
Her mama pick her up and put her shirt on
Now she headed to the emergency room
She asked if dad was coming home from work soon
«Please promise me you ain’t gon' tell a word to 'im»
It’s just another day as the world moves
Moves, moves, moves, damn
I look down
Out my window
I see your face and your shadow
On the street below me
Well in room 34, on the third floor
There sits a sad family and they talking to the po
The cop ask her if she know if Earl-O sell dope
Then he get his information then he get back on patrol
When everybody leave, she go and lock the door
Then she walk up to the window while she standing in her robe
She open up the window then she write a little note
And take a deep breath and open it some more
She take her first step, her other foot on the floor
She hesitate a little but she know she wanna go
She look up at the sky then she look down at the road
And sing a little song and this is how it go
I look down
Out my window
I see your face and your shadow
On the street below me