Pillowww - The Cover Lyrics

Look
I'm
Back again one time for the realest
Bitch I'm the chillest
With the hottest bars up in the house
Nas I'm illest
Doom I'm villain
Rap shit I be killing
But damn
Sodas I be spilling
Need a cup holder
Hands more shaky
The more I get older
Try to figure me out
Man these tapes is open folders
And this tape the pages of my journals
And we starting
This the boulder
Do this shit for closure
Friend gone missing
Keep my head up off my shoulders
Pushin for the goal this
Is the one time
Where I'm getting by
Where I'm steady walking through life
Bitch I ain't never fly
Carheartt jackets with size 11 Tim's
Bitch I get it oversized
But that's a statement of my life
Carried baggage on my eyes
But now I
Ain't stuck in a position
Keep myself pushing distance
And pushing business
Let me get my twenty minutes of digits and riches and bitches and pictures
And let go of doing dishes
And then I disappear into these bridges
Bitch

Ugh
F*ck
This the cover this the intro
Bitch
This the cover this the intro
Bitch
This cover this the intro
Bitch
Ugh

Look
I know I'm just a kid
But I wanna make a life for myself
So I'll use the pages I wrote
Right on my bed
Think to much my head
Almost ended up dead
Now I'm running through my pockets
And I'm running checks
I just get some money
Off a song
Man WHATS NEXT
Man I'm Out
Just about
17, ain't no doubt
Turning old, plants sprout
But I get the cash then I bounce

Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Okay

Listen, I
Built this shit
Straight from the ground
Won't let you tear down
Listen now
This ain't just how I started rapping
This how I built my house
Starting off when the age none
That the count
Raised by the siblings
Parent always out the house
Cried so many times to count
Parents ain't never heard sound
But brother always kept my head up
Never let it down
Tought me all the coolest shit
Then my brother moving out
My sister can't stop yelling
Man this shit is loud
But now we homies
Shit is locking down

So welcome now

This is "Pages"
Never tell you how much aching
Until i get to taping
Working on communication
Been hiding shit before the ages
7, 6, 5, all the way down
Right to the basics
So can't stop the training
No matter the weather
Even if the studio flooded
And the sky is raining

I'm dedicated
One day nominated
Grammy, MTV
Everything
That's picture in painting
Success in my favor
Man the Mind is everything
And now stuck making stories
On these pages
While I'm out here journaling