CunninLynguists - Any Way the Wind Blows lyrics

Hit the clock, hit the blinds, hit the pine
(ay) nothing but the hit's
Same shit different time (ay)
Working out the kinks from the
Mind to the spine (ay)
Shower water calling
Fluoride on the other line
Phone jumping off the dresser
In a silent suicide
Saved by the pile of designers on the side
She answers
Her cousin with the body of a dancer
Say they gotta chance to be in a video
With little young so and so she
Swear he's about to blow
He signed and we dimes so cuzzo, we got to go
Grab hair clothes makeup, Garcia Vega's
And flock them other birds they gon'
Pay us like we Vegas
From rental to the highway
To rental mansion driveway
Greeted by a oily jeweled
Rapper looking shiny
Eye like he used to bully Ice Cube on Fridays
Gripping on her waist and grinning
In her face and
She just want her paper 'cause she
Feeling out of place and
Couple propositions got her feeling
For her mace
And her cousin brought her burner
She ain't trying to catch a case
So they split
Tires burnin' end of the street
With a grand some of none for
You and none for me
Sometimes you gotta duck instead of
Flying in a V fuck flying in a V

Any way the wind blows
Any way the wind blows
Any way the wind blows
Any way the wind blows
Any way the wind blows

She hit the clock, hit the blinds
Hit the vape (ay)
'Bout to hit the sky, get the wand
Get the cape (ay)
Working out the kinks
But it's love over hate
Usually shower calling but today
She got a date
With a claw-foot tub and a back-rub
Then her phone starts singing as
She bout to hit suds
Hit's cancel but calls back
FaceTime to ignore the moment
Is a hate crime, she mainlines
It was her cousin talking 'bout some video
She jokes "don't be out there
Acting like some city ho!"
And mo' of her mama's
Quotes through the smoke
Cut through the weeds and
The overgrowth a Rose
Said, cuz, you my blood right?
You know that all that I say is love
Right? You still wanna own a club right?
How ‘bout we talking business under sunlight?

Any way the wind blows
Any way the wind blows
Any way the wind blows
Any way the wind blows

Deep sigh, close the blinds, hit the snooze
(ay) nothing but the hit's, same shit
Different tune (ay)
Glued to the gloom with a mind full of blues
(ay) shower water running while she
Cries in her room
Phone jumping off the dresser
In a silent suicide
Saved by the pile of reminders on the side
She doesn’t pick it up
She’s numb to the cuts
And the wounds on her heart from
A life in the rut
Texts come in from her cousin
But that doesn’t interrupt
Dark thoughts on her mind
Intertwined with the crushed
Blue pills by the dozens
The only time she doesn’t feel disgusting
Is when she’s home alone and she buzzing
Clutching to a moment and
Atoning for something
She lays by the phone, in a zone
Feeling nothing
Uh, she reaches back to change the wax
As Cannonball plays the sax
She fades to black