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letra de window - buckethat blizz

[intro: buckethat blizz]
hmm, mm-mm
i roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
yeah, yeah, wooh!

[verse 1: buckethat blizz]
i know you don’t get it right now, but i cannot put the mic down
you want me out working that nine-five, but i’ma live my life how
i always wanted, so i’m going for it
i think of gold and then i go record it
[?] knowing that i won’t afford it
so i don’t listen to you, i’m gon’ ignore it
take a hit, all my problems go up in smoke
’cause i’m stressing more than you would f-cking know
i do this for you, momma, i love you most
i’m here begging you, please, i need trust and hope
as long as i know you got my back
there’s no way that i’m not running rap
i’ll make a hundred stacks, then another hundred under that
give it all to you, then double that
just wanna make sure my mom relaxed (word!)
what i do, i’m doing all for you
hate seeing you mad in an awful mood
so tell me, i’ll listen, i’m out on a mission
promise you, i’ll do the impossible
if i see the shot, i’ma take it
one day, yeah, i’ll be the greatest
i don’t need favors
i don’t need classes, no majors
just know that my cash, i’m gon’ save it
go back to the bas-m-nt, you know what i do
[chorus: buckethat blizz]
roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
yeah, yeah, wooh!
momma’s stressing, but i promise that i am close
so i head back to the cellar and i
roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
yeah, yeah (oh, ayy)
i keep on working ’cause i know what i am here for
momma, don’t you worry ’bout me, oh, no, no, no

[verse 1: buckethat blizz]
money, money, money, money, money, why is that your concern? (ayy)
i cannot wait to show you how much money i’ll stack with my words
respect isn’t jacked, it is earned
listen and you’ll see the lessons i pack in the verse
i’m packing the herbs to ease all my acting up nerves
but you think i act immature like rap isn’t work
well, that is where you’re wrong
how you work your whole life, i put in one song
you work for money by hour, i work for money and power, won’t stop ’til it’s ours
i want all of it, they told me follow [?]
but i do me, see, i am not a college kid
you apply to colleges and then you call it quits
but i’ma make it out and with no scholarship (word!)
hey, i know we from a place where n0body know of
hey, now all of those n0bodies all wanna know us (ayy)
i promise you that i’ll blow up (ayy)
music is my way to show love (ayy)
so i be down and everyday i’m working
even with the world on my shoulders
i’m stressing, you know what i do?
[chorus: buckethat blizz]
roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
yeah, yeah, wooh!
momma’s stressing, but i promise that i am close
so i head back to the cellar and i
roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
yeah, yeah (oh, ayy)
i keep on working ’cause i know what i am here for
momma, don’t you worry ’bout me, oh, no, no, no

[verse 3: jzac]
worry causing you stress, stress ain’t good for your heart
i’ve been tryna think less, this a good way to start
sick of living in last place, life been moving in a fast pace
mom, you lying, i can tell you stressed, all the cigarettes in your ashtray
phone bill and that car bill and that medical have been adding up
i know that you believe in me, think it’s time i start manning up
my day job is my day job, but that night shift is where i feel alive
truthfully without the music sh-t, i don’t know if i’d be still alive
sh-t took a minute, but i found a way
young man came from around the way
sitting in a bar and i’m drunk as h-ll
feeling lonely as ever in a crowded place
pour one more and i’ll find a door
pour two more and i’ll find the floor
d-mn, pour my emotions out
finally realized what i’m grinding for, i
[chorus: buckethat blizz]
roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
yeah, yeah, wooh!
momma’s stressing, but i promise that i am close
so i head back to the cellar and i
roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
yeah, yeah (oh, ayy)
i keep on working ’cause i know what i am here for
momma, don’t you worry ’bout me, oh, no, no, no

- buckethat blizz

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