Hidden Messages - Berner, JMSN

Open my eyes\nAll of the things I miss\nAlways disguised\nTrough hidden messages\nOpen my eyes, yeah\nAll of the things I miss\nThey always disguised, yeah, yeah\nThrough hidden messages\nOoh-ooh, open my eyes, yeah\nOoh, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nOoh-ooh, open my eyes, yeah\nOoh, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nI’m blinded by the finer things, big cribs and diamond chains\nIt’s wild how life can change, it pours when it’s time to rain\nWhy they tryna own my lane? Seal another fifty-pack\nI walked away years ago, they kept tryna bring me back\nLife was simple when I used to grab the rental\nBefore the presidential and the private residential\nI was lost, fightin' demons, tryin' duck the devil\nThey call this luck, none of this was accidental\nA hundred miles an hour, take my foot off the pedal\nBefore I crash, in my stash, I took cash by the medal\nGotta keep your eyes open when you reach this level\nHidden message left on read, I’m sure I got several\nOpen my eyes\nAll of the things I miss\nAlways disguised\nTrough hidden messages\nOpen my eyes, yeah\nAll of the things I miss\nThey always disguised, yeah, yeah\nThrough hidden messages\nOoh-ooh, open my eyes, yeah\nOoh, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nOoh-ooh, open my eyes, yeah\nOoh, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, and I’m tryna keep my eyes open\nI’m rollin' up another one, get rich or die smokin'\nLife lessons hit different when you see the signs\nIgnore 'em on purpose, if I could press rewind\nI would bring it back to '98 and do it all again\nWith a much smaller circle, was it worth it? It depends\nMemories are everything, that’s somethin' they can’t take\nIn an eight-bedroom home, I’m starin' at the lake\nFuck fate, I’m tryna navigate a better life\nIt’s hard to stay woke when you’re broke and your head ain’t right\nTell him, «Meet me at the spot,» make sure his bread is right\nI try and follow my gut but I’m never right\nOpen my eyes\nAll of the things I miss\nAlways disguised\nTrough hidden messages\nOpen my eyes, yeah\nAll of the things I miss\nThey always disguised, yeah, yeah\nThrough hidden messages\nOoh-ooh, open my eyes, yeah\nOoh, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nOoh-ooh, open my eyes, yeah\nOoh, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, open my eyes, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah