No Window Tints
Curren$y Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist Lyrics


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To go, to go, to go, to go
The sounds (yeah) Just the wind on my skin

Uh, fine fabrics, interior serious
Dash board lavish, 14-Karat gold instruments
I'm outside looking at it, I didn't even sit in it yet
I can't believe that it's just how I envisioned it
Watchin' the speed limits baby, we smokin' weed in it
Without no window tints, to me that make no sense
Can't hide, when you this fly
Them niggas is seeing it
Takin' in this sunset on the lake
While reminiscing on how narrowly I escaped
We divide the cake, brunches with the heads of state
Mimosas on different coasts and these niggas ain't even close
They don't want no smoke
Them niggas broke they wan't hand outs
I'd rather hand them a rope




Standing in one place won't get you paid
They fire desperation shots but I'm not fazed

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Curren$y and Freddie Gibbs' song "No Window Tints" depict a sense of luxury and success. The artists describe a lavish car with fine fabrics and 14-Karat gold instruments on the dashboard. They haven't even sat in the car yet, but they can't believe that it looks exactly how they envisioned it. The artists emphasize their fly and confident persona, stating that they don't need window tints to hide because they want others to see how successful they are. They smoke weed in the car without any concern for hiding their activities.


The song also touches upon themes of gratitude and reflection. While enjoying a sunset on a lake, the artists reminisce about how narrowly they escaped their past struggles. They mention dividing their success with others, having brunches with heads of state, and enjoying mimosas on different coasts. Through these lyrics, they assert their distance from those who are still struggling, claiming that these individuals only seek handouts instead of making their own success. The artists remain unfazed by any attempts to bring them down or undermine their achievements.


Overall, "No Window Tints" serves as an anthem of success, confidence, and gratitude for Curren$y and Freddie Gibbs.


Line by Line Meaning

To go, to go, to go, to go
To continue progressing, moving forward, and striving for success


The sounds (yeah) Just the wind on my skin
The only noise heard is the gentle breeze against my body, symbolizing tranquility and freedom


Uh, fine fabrics, interior serious
The luxurious materials and detailed design of the car's interior signify opulence and sophistication


Dash board lavish, 14-Karat gold instruments
The extravagant dashboard decorated with 14-karat gold instruments highlights the artist's extravagant taste and wealth


I'm outside looking at it, I didn't even sit in it yet
Although the artist admires the car from the outside, they haven't experienced its comfort and luxury firsthand


I can't believe that it's just how I envisioned it
The artist is amazed that the car matches their exact expectations and dreams


Watchin' the speed limits baby, we smokin' weed in it
Despite pushing boundaries and enjoying themselves, they remain cautious and aware of the law enforcement


Without no window tints, to me that make no sense
The absence of window tints seems illogical to the artist as it compromises their privacy and hides their actions


Can't hide, when you this fly
The artist's high level of confidence and style makes it impossible for them to go unnoticed and blend in


Them niggas is seeing it
Others are acknowledging and recognizing the artist's success and status


Takin' in this sunset on the lake
The artist is enjoying a peaceful and scenic moment by appreciating the beauty of a sunset over a lake


While reminiscing on how narrowly I escaped
Reflecting on past struggles and close calls, the artist appreciates their current position and success


We divide the cake, brunches with the heads of state
The artist shares their wealth and successes with close associates, including influential and powerful figures


Mimosas on different coasts and these niggas ain't even close
While enjoying luxurious experiences in different locations, the artist emphasizes the vast difference between them and their less accomplished peers


They don't want no smoke
The artist's rivals or detractors are not looking for conflict or competition


Them niggas broke they wan't hand outs
The people who envy the artist's success are financially struggling and seeking assistance


I'd rather hand them a rope
Rather than providing handouts, the artist would prefer to give these individuals the tools and motivation to improve their own situations


Standing in one place won't get you paid
Remaining stagnant and not actively pursuing opportunities and financial growth will not lead to success


They fire desperation shots but I'm not fazed
Despite facing desperate attempts to undermine or harm their reputation, the artist remains unaffected and unfazed




Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Frederick Tipton, Shante Scott Franklin, ALAN MAMAN, FREDRICK JAMEL TIPTON

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@blackbrainz

One of ALCs best beats imo. Shows all of his signature techniques and how his sound matured in such a tight track.

@cos0ne

You can actually say this joint is underrated smh 🤙🏾✈️

@alexanderwalters8221

One of the greatest hip hop tracks to be made

@TexKimball

Fine fabrics, interior serious / Dashboard lavish, 14 karat gold instruments 🔥Spitta too smooth

@Rich_iam

Word pictures

@dashinhayes

Ever since i started listening to Spitta I always liked how he started his raps

@rockieg02

Description of the Rolls..

@justinrodriguez4146

I drive a 2009 Volvo but that’s how I feel about my shit when I get in.

@bored4161

One of my favorite bars of all time 😂 one of the clearest pictures I’ve heard/seen painted from rap.

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@sparker0420

[Intro]
To go, to go, to go, to go
The sounds (Yeah) Just the wind on my skin

[Verse: Curren$y]
Uh, fine fabrics, interior serious
Dash board lavish, 14-Karat gold instruments
I'm outside looking at it, I didn't even sit in it yet
I can't believe that it's just how I envisioned it
Watchin' the speed limits baby, we smokin' weed in it
Without no window tints, to me that don't make no sense
Can't hide, when you this fly
Them niggas is seeing it
Takin' in this sunset on the lake
While reminiscing on how narrowly I escaped
We divide the cake, brunches with the heads of state
Mimosas on different coasts and these niggas ain't even close
They don't want no smoke
Them niggas broke they wan't hand outs
I'd rather hand them a rope
Standing in one place won't get you paid
They fire desperation shots but I'm not fazed

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