Curtains Smino

[Intro]
6 AM the sun comin' up, you know what I'm sayin'?
Shit, know what I'm sayin'? I can't lie to y'all niggas
I got to tell y'all, you know what I'm sayin'? The real, you know?
Yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Say this shit in my falsetto, but, I'm speakin' truth
God lowkey in the bravado (Uh)
My body the booth
Show me the way and be clear only way to see through (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
We hardly scratching the surface I'm positive
Don't need a dermatologist, I got this
That got me goin', fuck is we goin'? (Yeah)
Baby, blindfold, and point
Reach for the stars (Yeah), but don't reach for my guys
I'm facin' the facts, nigga we black, so, we blackin' out
Like curtains for certain, I check my account
Buy my grand-daddy house, and passin' it down

[Post-Chorus]
Put that shit in rotation, catchin' contact from this high
(I'm talkin' fifty 'leven years after we done even smoked out this ride)
Put that shit in rotation, catchin' contact from this high
(I'm talkin' fifty 'leven years after we done even smoked out this ride)