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Window (feat. 2C_Note)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Window (feat. 2C_Note) was released on March 29, 2024 by Pally Ray's Basement as a part of the album Window (feat. 2C_Note) - Single
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Release DateMarch 29, 2024
LabelPally Ray's Basement
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pally Ray
Pally Ray
Songwriter

Lyrics

Bustin' through the window, the benjis drop, made the hands stand
Yeah, I need my money, I'm gettin' paid in advance
They didn't wanna take a risk said I'd never have a chance
You on the 'gram counterfeit while I make your wallets dance
If I start macking on your bitch then you would never have a chance
My flow so cold, we stuntin' hunnies and locking 'em in a trance
They still tryna make cents don't make no sense how I make bands
Why you mad though? I'm the only one I had your back, aw
OG fingers sticky while I'm reloadin' the mag
What I'm smoking on I'm too picky like I always had a bag
Got a target on my back but I just treat this hoe like tag
Goin' farther than you thought, bitch, I told you don't make me mad
But you did, now I gotta finish what you started, finish biz
They say that I'm different since a kid, now I'm here
Clouded in my vision but see clearly, money flippin'
Them digits, you trippin', no kiddin', look
Dependin' on my hair, I get a different look
I would've been bored tryna write a book
But she been on board to pay the books
I'm a fisherman, make a meal out a hook
I'm a different man, make an angel out a crook
You just visitin', the island's overbooked
Look left out the window, leave 'em shook
Bustin' through the window, the benjis drop, made the hands stand
Yeah, I need my money, I'm gettin' paid in advance
They didn't wanna take a risk said I'd never have a chance
You on the 'gram counterfeit while I make your wallets dance
If I start macking on your bitch then you would never have a chance
My flow so cold, we stuntin' hunnies and locking 'em in a trance
They still tryna make cents don't make no sense how I make bands
Why you mad though? I'm the only one I had your back, aw
Standin' in the rain and you sayin' you take it back
It's too late, hoe, bust it when I say so
I'm the type to push it forward, only way it's headed for
Bullet train I'm headed toward, everything I wanted for it
Pass me the ball and you know imma sore it, V12, I only floor it
She said I gave her the feelin' she wish
She never lost then I took it back
If you an op, I'ma run your pockets every time we up to bat
Boutta pop and my mama just prayin' that I make it back
On God, it takes money to make money, let it double back
Jiggy with the shits, ain't nobody else like me
I don't think about it, shit, I do it like Nike
Man's tryna fight me, highly unlikely
Foot off the brake and I'ma become who I might be
Ever since I was a kid, all I wanted was to ball
Yeah, I waited all my life but I never got the call
Gave my all, finally
Bustin' through the window, the benjis drop, made the hands stand
Yeah, I need my money, I'm gettin' paid in advance
They didn't wanna take a risk said I'd never have a chance
You on the 'gram counterfeit while I make your wallets dance
If I start macking on your bitch then you would never have a chance
My flow so cold, we stuntin' hunnies and locking 'em in a trance
They still tryna make cents don't make no sense how I make bands
Why you mad though? I'm the only one I had your back, aw
Written by: Pally Ray
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