Windows

Lyrics

This is six blunt rotation music
 This is just got off 6-month probation music
 This is steppin' on the beach
 When you're too drunk to feel a beat
 This that laughing in a condo
 Throwin' shit down in the street
 This that shouts to the Ave, shouts to the lab
 Shouts to the clucks, shouts to the strags
 This for every math class that I ever had
 So fuck you if I failed, and fuck you if I passed!
 For shitty summaries and bummers in the past
 'Cause some of our teachers act as if summer was for class
 Some of us is seeing summer, some of us have passed
 Some of us ain't seeing summer, some of us have passed
 So I'm just glad to say I'm sippin' rum up out a glass
 'Cause some of us is only sippin' some up off the grav'
 And heaven's gates look a lot like prison from the Ave
 We on the ground yelling, "give my nigga back!"
 And I just want to roll with my Windows down
 And I just want to roll with my Windows down
 Another weekend full of blunts and brews
 Too comfortable, yelling "fuck a school"
 Ain't seen the world before noon in like a month or two
 Blunts to the face, bottles to the dome
 Niggas never need no cup
 Livin' out dreams, never givin' hopes up
 Ridin' with them Vill niggas, never givin' no fucks
 In the game tryna get our feel, tryna get a deal
 Tryna get a million
 Just ridin' around with my niggas and them
 Real white nigga man mean real appeal
 We go all out 'til we fall out
 Niggas get called out then hauled out
 With the Windows down we like to smoke all out
 Drink 'til I fall out, fuck is you tahm bout boy
 The Village is my brothers
 It's me, Mikey, Kembe trappin'
 Hella love for Chance The Rapper
 We know 10 Day is a classic, on God
 And I just want to roll with my Windows down
 And I just want to roll with my Windows down
 This is for sand in my shoes, shout out to Oak Street
 For the free train rides, shout out to Polk Street
 To the ice cream man you just on hella dirt
 How you don't see us can't hear us, you Helen Keller
 But I'ma save my dollars for Mary Jane and embellish her
 Inhalin' her, smellin' her, maybe sellin' her
 You niggas got cold feet, shouts to Luke Helliker
 But that's my homie, my dude be droppin' hella verses
 So, shouts to D.O.C. and Nu Tribe too
 Man we out this jam, see how new guys do
 But it's still save money like a coupon
 So you can catch me off of the Ave gettin' my stoop on
 And I just want to roll with my Windows down, yeah
 And I just want to roll with my Windows down
 Yeah, oh, ooh!
 

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Duration
02:55
Tempo
81 BPM

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