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letra de window - louis. & sam brown

[hook]
peeking outside from the window
my baby just waking up
i pull out the jar, roll it indoors
i’m ashing it in the cup
and i’ve been too tired, had a long week
i’m planning to finish up in a good mood (good mood)
so don’t tell me that the rent’s due (issues)

[verse 1]
all up on my line, like she know something (nah, nah, nah, nah)
but if she wanna ride she can hold something (alright, alright)
problems coming dime-a-dozen, krispy kreme
chop and screw the weed, is we sipping lean?
step in the house, bet i hear my moms call out
“n-gga, get a job!” but i’m tired of that
(n-gga, get a job, godd-mn!)
i told ’em if i paint, then i paint, or i rap
but i’m working on my craft, i can offer that
so you either sticking or you move
you can choose
if you thinking i’ma budge
you’ll be waiting on the grays, throwing fifty shades
i’m in the haze rolling fifty strains
you might be amazed from the contact
so put it in your phone
i’ve been getting in the zone
step back and release, then it’s all basket
spring action like the curl pattern
roll in old saturns
they been telling me the dream’s where the money is
[hook]
peeking outside from the window
my baby just waking up
i pull out the jar, roll it indoors
i’m ashing it in the cup
and i’ve been too tired, had a long week
i’m planning to finish up in a good mood (good mood)
so don’t tell me that the rent’s due (issues)

[verse 2]
barnes and n0ble reaching for these rental book fees
think they working with the irs
tryna find a break, like we skipping cross the record
for the record, but i’m fly i guess
if it’s weak? then i address like to and from
we attest the weak
never speak unless you think before you speaking out
the sneakers squeaking
when we move across the scene like a wide-angle
still i’m always dealing with these calls out from xy
talking ’bout her next guy
knowing he a wreck, out my left eye
peeping all the game that we swear by, it’s all good (all good)
me and sam rolling all the jays in the cutlass
don’t touch my interior, it’s all wood (all wood)
you dip, i dip, you dip and then we splitting out
spliffing out
you just make the same moves, gifing out (unh)
that’s meme references, st–z weaponry
tell them they should choose us all like ctrl+a
[hook]
peeking outside from the window
my baby just waking up
i pull out the jar, roll it indoors
i’m ashing it in the cup
and i’ve been too tired, had a long week
i’m planning to finish up in a good mood (good mood)
so don’t tell me that the rent’s due (issues)

- louis sam brown

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