Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Window To The Soul , by - Styles P. Release date: 03.05.2018
Song language: English
Window To The Soul |
| Vinny Idol, nigga |
| Idol |
| We the hit nigga all the way |
| Zone the fuck out |
| I get higher, go and leave earth |
| Before I do the verse, I, breathe in the weed first (haha) |
| A man with too many ones, never put his needs first (never) |
| Just a little boy if you ain’t puttin' your seeds first (little boy) |
| Dance with the devil in a den (I dance) |
| I’m a soul of the earth, I can transform the wind |
| Niggas say they righteous but they (it's what they say) |
| When you let 'em in the cypher then the cancer begins |
| My man said he God body, I told him I’m God soul (I'm God soul) |
| On my mind, do a chariot come with a console (huh) |
| Think of the paradise 'cause niggas is parasites (parasites) |
| Vampire suck your blood right under the candle light |
| Back on my ghost shit, my nigga was Phantom Knight |
| Got wiser off the bud but it wasn’t from Anaheim |
| Get this blood money dirty, my hands is sanitized |
| Keep my eyes on the prize not things that tantalize |
| Eyes open window to the soul |
| Your soul is your house, you should keep it in control |
| I ain’t die young and I ain’t gettin' old |
| I’m just livin' in the present, yeah, that’s my only goal |
| Eyes open window to the soul |
| Your soul is your house, you should keep it in control |
| I ain’t die young and I ain’t gettin' old |
| I’m just livin' in the present, yeah, that’s my only goal |
| People’ll text you prayer hands but won’t say a prayer (pray for me) |
| Life is a bitch, unexpected to be fair (ha) |
| Play the hand you was dealt, if it’s whack, keep the bet low (keep the bet low) |
| Wait for the next go |
| like Deathstroke |
| Strike like cobra (strike) or your life could be over if you let 'em shoot |
| first (let 'em shoot first) |
| See my enemy, tell you what I let 'em do first (I'll tell you what I do) |
| The answer is get murdered cause I’m tryin' to get further (ha) |
| There’s niggas who sell drugs but they won’t flip a burger |
| Shit I was there, too, nigga, I don’t care, too (I don’t care) |
| Still crack the gram but now I move the air too (I make the air move) |
| Ridin' my life but I ain’t got spare room (ride) |
| New spare tire, the truth it’s a rare (rare) |
| Yeah, my rhyme is a gunshot, niggas get head-fire |
| And I don’t fuck around with niggas that wear wires (uh-uh) |
| It’s the king of the slums, yeah it’s David, you hear Sia |
| Eyes open window to the soul |
| Your soul is your house, you should keep it in control |
| I ain’t die young and I ain’t gettin' old |
| I’m just livin' in the present, yeah, that’s my only goal |
| Eyes open window to the soul |
| Your soul is your house, you should keep it in control |
| I ain’t die young and I ain’t gettin' old |
| I’m just livin' in the present, yeah, that’s my only goal |
| Hoping God see the the Lord in me (God) |
| On the grind, only time move more than me (only time) |
| Only water could flow better |
| These niggas should know better but they don’t act accordingly (uh-uh) |
| Used to push the Honda Accord before tours, scored raw |
| Moved work in the 'jects, the fourth floor (facts) |
| Now we advance through the light, we sold more (we sold more) |
| Gettin' money every day without breakin' the courts law |
| Ghost |
| Eyes open window to the soul |
| Your soul is your house, you should keep it in control |
| I ain’t die young and I ain’t gettin' old |
| I’m just livin' in the present, yeah, that’s my only goal |
| Eyes open window to the soul |
| Your soul is your house, you should keep it in control |
| I ain’t die young and I ain’t gettin' old |
| I’m just livin' in the present, yeah, that’s my only goal |