Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.o.B
Vocals
Lupe Fiasco
Vocals
KATO
Bass Guitar
Ali Warren
Drums
Kyle King
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr
Songwriter
Wasalu Jaco
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
B.o.B
Producer
Greg "G Ball" Magers
Recording Engineer
Joe Fitz
Mixing Engineer
B-Rich
Associate Producer
Doug Peterson
Associate Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
If you asked me what's on my mind
You probably won't believe it
'Cause if life was one big pool
I'd be in the deep end
So I play my role
And never, ever speak it, like a secret
And all the while, you just try to figure me out (What?)
[Verse 2]
But you can't see past my shades
(Uh, yeah, that's right)
Past my shades, past my shades
And you can't see past my shades
(Can't see, can't see, you can't see)
Past my shades, past my shades
And you can't see past my shades
(No, no, no)
Past my shades, past my shades
And you can't see past my shades
(Can't see, can't see, you can't see)
Past my shades, past my shades (Yeah)
[Verse 3]
Well, ask me a question, I tell you no lies
'Cause there's nothing to hide, my soul's in my eyes
And I'm ahead of my time but I cannot rewind
The only thing I fear is the mirror in my bathroom (Why?)
People look and try to see a disguise
But there is nothing that nobody can't see in light
If it's a song with a rhyme or a verse with a line
Then you understand my mind (What?)
[Verse 4]
But you can't see past my shades
Past my shades, past my shades
And you can't see past my shades
(You can't see, you can't see, you can't see)
Past my shades, past my shades
And you can't see past my shades
(You can't see, you can't see, you can't see)
Past my shades, past my shades
And you can't see past my shades
Past my shades, past my shades (No, yeah)
[Verse 5]
Who else but Lu else?
You know I got two belts, the black and the white one
I begin and I master
I see in my eye glasses
But they sayin' what I'm seein' through is false like Ross
I can hear him through the wall like, walk this way
Tryna dissuade my thoughts
I'm a slave to myself and disobeyed my boss
It's all in disarray, this parade I walk
They get amazed when they catch a chain I tossed
Amidst disarray of different ways I talk
And it hangs from your brain if my chain you caught
Like I cough without coverin' my mouth
I tip the scales like the king of the south
Forgot that I was fat, I lost my way
But now I'm back, lookin' for the shade I sought
And not wonders, I'm Scott Summers
So don't make me take off my stunners
Bobby Ray, you know you got my numbers
And them deer can't see us like hunters, hey
[Verse 6]
But you can't see past my shades
Past my shades, past my shades
And you can't see past my shades
Past my shades, past my shades
And you can't see past my shades
Past my shades, past my shades
And you can't see past my shades
Past my shades, past my shades (Yeah)
[Verse 7]
Break it down
La, la-la-la, la-la-la
(Oh yeah) La, la-la-la, la-la (Can't see past my shades)
La, la-la-la, la-la-la (You can't see past my shades)
La, la-la-la, la-la-la (Shades, shades, shades, but you can't see past my shades)
[Verse 8]
Past my shades, past my shades
(Can't see, can't see, you can't see)
And you can't see past my shades
(No, you can't see, no, you can't see, no, you can't see)
Past my shades, past my shades
And you can't see past my shades
(Shades, past my shades, past my shades)
Past my shades, past my shades
And you can't see past my shades
(No-no-no, no)
Past my shades, past my shades (Yeah)
[Verse 9]
And you can't see past my shades
You can't see past my shades
Written by: Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr, Lupe Fiasco
