Bones - IThoughtYouLookedFamiliar lyrics

Walking through the village, hood up with no recognition Compa** pointed to the wind Smoking, walking, never winning Long sleeves so my rings don't shine in the sun Young skylit wants a dollar, no I never needed one Acting like funds fell down in my palms Like it ain't just us, like I'm not just Bones Tryna hit my phone, all you get is tones Socializing is what I don't, I'm a never let it go 1930's trunk, leave the cotton sleeve tight My floor got grain and the sun runs the lights Vanderbilt vision, only bitten with precision Fountains in the kitchen spitting while the chef still flipping Still d**h twisted, now I'm still like giving But I be like takin' if my happiness go missing Growing up I never listened now they wish I would've changed Cause every word spoken falls upon of arrangement Opinions turn to files I never ever save them Views turn to photographs I never ever frame them Sesh What?