Behind Closed Door by Tgountitled Lyrics
Chorus:
Behind closed doors it's still Jim Crow (laws)
They straight up attacking us, but now with pistols
They see gold, we just seeing red
They get let off, and we get sent to death
Young kids tryna make it to bed
I’m a young kid tryna make it ahead
I’m the young kid that'll make it ahead
Im a young prince just trying to ascend
Verse 1:
Hiero yes i am, gotta mission on my hands
So pay attention or you'll sink in the sands
And just listen, cause Ima young cat
Chasing the world, night by night like a bat
I may fall but Ima rise like bat
But people say I ain’t black enough, cause I don’t have gold bands
I don’t have the gold teeth, nor do I sag my pants
But people still profile me... For walking with a hoodie and having a dam bag
Grew up addicted to the paper and the ink
Hoping to get the luck of a 4 leaf, I roll leaves
Pupils dilated, seeing forest not trees
Envisioning things my delirious young mind can’t believe
My cluster mind, something most will never see
Tryna get through school, and get a degree
It’s not a dream, hope to start a legacy
And bequeath it to my children like fish do in the sea
Chorus:
Behind closed doors it's still Jim Crow (laws)
They straight up attacking us, but now with pistols
They see gold, we just seeing red
They get let off, and we get sent to death
Young kids tryna make it to bed
I’m a young kid tryna make it ahead
I’m the young kid that'll make it ahead
I’am a young prince just trying to ascend
Verse 2:
Tired of fighting, just tryna enlighten (people)
Linking things together, they mistake me for hyphen
Im striking down…….. adversaries like lightning
Im not fighting, im just so driven
Ink to paper, I’m so committed
Day 1's listen, the snakes are critics
If a snake coming at me, then I'm lacking pity
Evidently people ain't playing with me
Ain't that evidence that I'm ascending in the city
Middle class kid, tryna come up and not fail
They don’t get the tale, of where I come from
It was spring break, but I’ve been braking for so long
I’m tryna be the next king, gods giving me king code
Making fakes flock away, call me scarecrow
Hiero is the name and Ima tell it to you all
When I get the code, Ima knock down the door and prove everybody wrong
(Chorus) x2
Behind closed doors it's still Jim Crow (laws)
They straight up attacking us, but now with pistols
They see gold, we just seeing red
They get let off, and we get sent to death
Young kids tryna make it to bed
I’m a young kid tryna make it ahead
I’m the young kid that'll make it ahead
I'm a young prince just trying to ascend
Behind closed doors it's still Jim Crow (laws)
They straight up attacking us, but now with pistols
They see gold, we just seeing red
They get let off, and we get sent to death
Young kids tryna make it to bed
I’m a young kid tryna make it ahead
I’m the young kid that'll make it ahead
Im a young prince just trying to ascend
Verse 1:
Hiero yes i am, gotta mission on my hands
So pay attention or you'll sink in the sands
And just listen, cause Ima young cat
Chasing the world, night by night like a bat
I may fall but Ima rise like bat
But people say I ain’t black enough, cause I don’t have gold bands
I don’t have the gold teeth, nor do I sag my pants
But people still profile me... For walking with a hoodie and having a dam bag
Grew up addicted to the paper and the ink
Hoping to get the luck of a 4 leaf, I roll leaves
Pupils dilated, seeing forest not trees
Envisioning things my delirious young mind can’t believe
My cluster mind, something most will never see
Tryna get through school, and get a degree
It’s not a dream, hope to start a legacy
And bequeath it to my children like fish do in the sea
Chorus:
Behind closed doors it's still Jim Crow (laws)
They straight up attacking us, but now with pistols
They see gold, we just seeing red
They get let off, and we get sent to death
Young kids tryna make it to bed
I’m a young kid tryna make it ahead
I’m the young kid that'll make it ahead
I’am a young prince just trying to ascend
Verse 2:
Tired of fighting, just tryna enlighten (people)
Linking things together, they mistake me for hyphen
Im striking down…….. adversaries like lightning
Im not fighting, im just so driven
Ink to paper, I’m so committed
Day 1's listen, the snakes are critics
If a snake coming at me, then I'm lacking pity
Evidently people ain't playing with me
Ain't that evidence that I'm ascending in the city
Middle class kid, tryna come up and not fail
They don’t get the tale, of where I come from
It was spring break, but I’ve been braking for so long
I’m tryna be the next king, gods giving me king code
Making fakes flock away, call me scarecrow
Hiero is the name and Ima tell it to you all
When I get the code, Ima knock down the door and prove everybody wrong
(Chorus) x2
Behind closed doors it's still Jim Crow (laws)
They straight up attacking us, but now with pistols
They see gold, we just seeing red
They get let off, and we get sent to death
Young kids tryna make it to bed
I’m a young kid tryna make it ahead
I’m the young kid that'll make it ahead
I'm a young prince just trying to ascend