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letra de windows ii - rjldiablo

[intro]
oi (oi, oi, oi)
woi, woi
wagwan, my g (ayy)

[verse 1]
yo, it’s been over a year since i dropped my first one (one)
now i’m finna spit for the ones turned, uh (uh, uh)
and i swear with friends, it be like a curse, bruh (bruh)
they always say i suck, that i’ll never learn, huh (huh)
i can’t even take it anymore, dropped this rap-sh-t on the floor
i gave up ’cause i couldn’t make it, maybe there’s more opportunities outside my door
maybe mumblin’ through a verse ain’t what i’m made for
i dropped a few mixtapes but none of them made stores (stores)
ayy, i talked to my idol thinkin’ he’d help me but he just boosted my rivals
and now i’m thinkin’ to put my blood in a vial
so when i die they’ll remember me but call my sh-t vile
and i think that my haters out here drinking their bile
at 6 i had a campaign and it went viral
i made it by myself, but more hated than caillou
you gotta understand i can’t take sh-t only if it’s fine by you
and i feel like the entire world only stands by you
i support black lives matter but not sure ’bout the company
i’m feelin’ like my features always want a lil’ sum’ from me
my best friend blocked me after i made a joke, he’s like his cousin be
bein’ a f-ckin’ racist and then goin’ to call that to somebody
i don’t understand how this makes you feel good
you just screamin’ that you gangsta, no one even knows your hood
call me a squeaker, i’m a speaker, i don’t care if i’m good
i’m just tryna save some people just because they someone
windows ii, motherf-cker, better get your gun-runned, yeah
[interlude]
woah
(-dogs barking-)
(ayy, ayy)

[verse 2]
ayy, ayy
and my haters feelin’ down, thinkin’ this gon’ give ’em crowns
when i was younger, they was callin’ me loud
b-tch, i can’t trust you, and i can’t trust towns
can’t trust royals and i can’t trust crowds
i made it in this sh-t, wouldn’t say i’m f-ckin’ proud
but i made a million off of makin’ rappers down
and it’s windows-f-ckin’-ii and i’m hyped up for the sound
(windows, windows, windows)
all i see are (windows, windows, windows)
swear, fam, i get (big rows, big rows, big rows)
of people that, of people that- (it’s that rj sh-t, b-tch, don’t miss out)
i got big, big clout, instagram f-cked me up
you dissed me, b-tch, you in a toyota prius (prius)
i swear that these, these b-tches only wanna f-ck me up
i be gettin’ down when you be gettin’ free stuff
they call me a copy of d’amelio ’cause i got no talent
but i can sing and rap, talk, fight, and you can’t even see the balance
there’s people out there that sound worse than me
you got 645ar, the trash carti
(oh yeah, and by the way playboi carti’s the f-cking, g.o.a.t., b-tch)
[outro]
it’s that windows i sh-t, but turned up, that hype, funk sh-t
stephen curry on these b-tches, it’s a f-ckin’ slam-dunk, b-tch
mcdonald’s, b-tch, take your chicken nuggets

- rjldiablo

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