Weather Out My Window

(album: Blue Gene's - 2023)

Oh, look, it's thundering now
Oh, look, it's thundering now

I feel I picked the weather out my window
And remote control how my day goes
The industry a innuendo, hit the top real low
I feel I picked the weather out my window

Everybody make it rain
Everybody too hot
Everybody so cold
Everybody at the top, are real low, real low
And I feel, I feel, I feel, I picked the weather out my window

My two eyes been looking through double panes
Rappers make it rain so around me I build some French drains
We don't shine the same light, we don't fight the same fight
Like Drake said, levels to this ish, and we ain't on the same height
All my lines hot, but no hotline on site
Phone on do not disturb, that's my phone home night
Two fingers on the blunt, one thumb for a light
Feel like Weezy F. Baby, I be on my Carter V
Track one, Mona Lisa, blow cold cold marina
In Tennessee chilling on a porch swatting the bugs
One point fives, rocking chair and a tea jug
Ask about a vibe, tell the system I don't need none

I feel I picked the weather out my window
And remote control how my day goes
The industry a innuendo, hit the top real low
I feel I picked the weather out my window

Everybody make it rain
Everybody too hot
Everybody so cold
Everybody at the top, are real low (Yeah, yeah), real low
And I feel, I feel, I feel, I picked the weather out my window

It's amazing, labels sleeping on they day shift
So I snuck outside the box to the shadows just to watch shit
Everybody flashy on some look at my watch shit
Wanna be big time but don't consider clock ticks
I stay quiet, too many seconds on my top sense
Look around, try to analyze who the ops is
The game got me feeling like I was born a cop's kid
Running for excitement in the same crib on a treadmill

I feel I picked the weather out my window
And remote control how my day goes
The industry a innuendo, hit the top real low
I feel I picked the weather out my window

Everybody make it rain
Everybody too hot
Everybody so cold
Everybody at the top, are real low, real low
And I feel, I feel, I feel, I picked the weather out my window

Red carpet in my house
Never walked it once, it holds my furniture now
Oh, look, it's thundering now
Conductor on tracks just light come from the ground

This shit my playground, ups and downs so I see-saw
But when I shut the blinds they can't read me, Ray Charles
I'm sound sensitive, my ear like a sonar
Where I'm at now nobody even pop up on my radar
Come play cards with they shark, and end up in safe guard
Have 'em asking where the hell this country boy came from
I'm 615 alive and I'm diving into minor riffs
Maybe I'm a diamond but if not a lump of coal is lit

I feel I picked the weather out my window
And remote control how my day goes
The industry a innuendo, hit the top real low
I feel I picked the weather out my window

Everybody make it rain
Everybody too hot
Everybody so cold
Everybody at the top, are real low, real low
And I feel, I feel, I feel, I picked the weather out my window
I feel I picked the weather out my window
I feel I picked the weather out my window
I feel I picked the weather out my window