"Open Hands" lyrics

You my air, you my light, you what's best for me
My brother, we don't fight, we not wrestling
I got in my head, out the way, onto better things
Get on yo' way, that's okay, just remember me
I'll be okay, don't keep in touch
Got way too close with one I wasn't allowed to love
Long talks with mama, hope I made her proud enough
Take me back to when we felt combined as one
I guess my time was up

Where we go?
I just can't say you shined inside of me before
We had our way, then you stepped back from me, oh well
Just cannot tell what got inside of me today
Should hit my knees and pray
Boy, hit yo' knees and pray
Said, "Lil' bro, tell yo' mans should prolly check if he okay"
Big- in both my hands, we came to clean and sweep today
Hope you got open hands for who I chose to be today
Hope to see you-

Hermès this, Hermès that, everything from Paris
Brought yo' bitch an Hermès bag, but you can keep yo' girl
Should reassess where my head at, stand up, bro, shut the door
Think she obsessed, need attention every second of every day
You sittin' and waitin' for change
Still sittin' and playin' yo' games
Still sittin' and swinging yo' feet back-forth, lil' boy, go hold yo' weight
Bitch, I'm sick of all this tweetin' back and forth, come say sumn' to my face
Your bitch too thick, I don't really need much more, just tell her make sumn' shake

You my air, you my light, you what's best for me
My brother, we don't fight, we not wrestling
I got in my head, out the way, onto better things
Get on yo' way, that's okay, just remember me
I'll be okay, don't keep in touch
Got way too close with one I wasn't allowed to love
Long talks with mama, hope I made her proud enough
Take me back to when we felt combined as one
I guess my time was up