Gangstaz lyrics - Curren$y (with Tiny C Style)

[Curren$y:]
Four wheelers at the compound, watching the sun go down
High top, my money mount
Pitch like Craigh through that brick crack
Deebo in this shit like
Toss me a alley I'm a dunk that bitch
I fucked on her, tho I didn't really want that bitch
See her due to haters, so I had to take her
I can't allow mistakes to be making with my paper
Because the game major, shuffle like a disc changer
Bangers, smokers, drinkers at the plane hangar
I maintain my vices, yeah tho I flirt with danger
I'm all about my money, I'm not no skirt chaser
Them hoes is still be around later, waiting on the real player

Gangsters make the world go round
Gangsters make the world go round
Gangsters make the world go round
Gangsters make the world go round
Gangsters make the world go round
Gangsters make the world go round
Gangsters make the world go round
Gangsters make the world go
Gangsters make the world go
Gangsters make the

[Tiny C Style:]
Paddle to the medal, moving like I'm sposed to
Getting rich off the streets and pro tools
Riding new but damn I love them oldschools
Streets fucked up, damn I miss them old rules
False flagging, niggas fronting like they g'd up
That's why they double salute, when they see us
Keep it gangster 'til I go
Silent like a marble floor
Want me in your city, then book me for a show
Living lavish and flashy like a gangster supposed
Draped in diamonds and gold, wearing the finest of clothes
Long Beach, City of God
Bossin' up like the mob
At the crab tables in Vegas, I'm with the gang going hard
Gangster life 'til its over, Bentleys, Benzes and Rovers
You now tuned into the coldest
Come baby fuck with the owner
19, 000 or nothing, you disagree then we coming
Gangsters bitch, we make the world go round, don't you forget it dummy

Above The Law lyrics - (feat. Smoke DZA)

[Curren$y:]
Just pulled away from the cocaine press
The Marina EP still being perfected
See my nigga it's a process
I can share my recipe with you minus a couple steps
Gotta keep some of that game to myself
Some of y'all niggas too lame and don't deserve the share in the wealth
I heard they coming for my neck, I bought another chain
My youngins at the range and they working on their aim
They telling me to chill shit ain't never that real
For the big dog that had to step on the field
I said I dig, yelling still if it was a walk
And it was time to ride, I know they'll be in the car
Ready to hop out and fire wherever enemies are
It get ridiculous when cash is involved
Contractor designed the crib so we can hide them stacks in the wall
Highed up above the law
Highed up I want some cars
Highed up I want it all
All the shit I ever saw

Just pulled away from the cocaine press
The Marina EP still being perfected
See my nigga it's a process
I can share my recipe with you, minus a couple of steps
I can share my recipe with you, minus a couple of steps
Gotta keep some of that game to myself
Some of that game to myself, some of that game to myself
My youngins at the range and they working on their aim
They working on their aim, work-working on their aim

[Smoke DZA:]
Set the stage, another bag, another plane
My hippy bitches burning sage
We gave 'em classic jams to blaze to
It's phase 2, twist another bagel
We tuned into the architects, hustlers, stay cool
Free bitch, you fuck around and blow the trial
Think she upper class, she selling pussy in denial
Use the same mouth to kiss a child
She ain't for you, she for the game and expensive dinners from Chow's
Hand flickas bottle service need another round
Heard they coming for my head, I bought another crown
Endlessly twisting something loud
On this 8th grade high and I ain't coming down
Sometimes a L is the only way to gain
The irony when winning is the object of the game
Apply pressure, give 'em pain
Iceberg big, Andretti, nigga planes

[Curren$y:]
Just pulled away from the cocaine press
The Marina EP still ain't been perfected
See my nigga it's a process
I can share my recipe with you man, it's a couple steps
I can share my recipe with you man, it's a couple steps
Gotta keep some of that game to myself
Some of that game to myself, some of that game to myself

mixtape: "The Jetlanta EP" (2017) (with CORNERBOI P & T.Y.)

In The Field lyrics - Curren$y (with CornerBoi P & T.Y.)

[Curren$y:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
2017, we ain't gon' waste a minute
We done assembled the family
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Brought some of the family
Brought some of the toys to Atlanta
We got in the studio, we drop some hammers
Quick lil' six piece
Like a mission statement for the company
Let you know what we gon' do this year
Pretty much our own shit

Them niggas show they true colours when you come up
They don't want you in motion, they want you stuck
They see you goin', hope you fuck it up
Don't know how you can hang around them fools so much
That's the ones you don't trust, dope in the pot
Somebody turn the stove up
Spitta in the cut with twenty cones stuffed, you know what
Finna fuck somethin' up, show off
Live from New Orleans, there's no love
That mean when it come suckers, we got no love
Cuban links and hoodie mane, Range truck
When I go to sleep that's all I can think of

Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas got on the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas wearin' the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life

[T.Y.:]
Look, hotbox the Range
All these diamonds on me, you can go in skates
Yeah a couple of bitches comin' my way
We'll run the world in a couple days
Came back with nothin' but the cake
Chevy ridin', yeah they make the ground shake
I be grindin' like every damn day
When it's time to hustle, know they don't pay
When it's said and done, I'm a be the one
Nigga talkin' hottest underneath the sun
All these niggas with all that sneak dissin'
Knowing they ain't gon' drop nigga
Jet life, we 'bout stuntin'
Came through in H1 Hummers
Lay laws now they all know
Had a kick if you tryna score
Straight to the block when I get of the road
No, I will never forget, by my wo's
Smell that killer weed all of my clothes
In the lab bout to drop off a load
Flood the streets with that Audio Dope
Yea we known to come at they throat
Land on mine I let that blow
Don't touch no bitch don't lust no hoe

[Curren$y:]
Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas got on the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas wearin' the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life

[Cornerboy P:]
Fresh paint, tens beating tryna blow that inch
Playing with it, bad bitch like what you doin' with her
Tell that bitch name a car we pullin' up in it
Just got a new Jet Life piece I never tuck my shit
Dirty on me, that thirty on me ridin' dirty in it
Woes with me, work in it still swerving in it
Dope boy, word is she fuckin' Corner Boy
Hustle hard, bought a watch then another car
Stayed down, on these clowns played my part nigga
Doin' numbers, learned that shit from the start
How you really feel, it's really real I'm really in the field
Defense, cornerback and P ain't never lackin'

[Curren$y:]
Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas got on the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas wearin' the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life
Jet Life
Motherfuckers nervous and shit
It's too lit

Paper Doe lyrics - Curren$y (with T.Y.)

[x4:]
Gotta get that paper though
Gotta get that paper though

[Curren$y:]
Showed up to collect
Showed up out of respect
Showed up for the check
Put it down and I left with a whole lot
Nigga if you didn't know about it then you know now
Jet Life homie too high for you to hold down
Talk about the money 'cause I get a whole lot
My nigga name buzzin' so I give him more now
I was a youngin playing Jay-Z instrumentals so loud
In my room tryna pen my lyrics with my door locked
OG in the game [?]
Own strain of weed own clothing line
Give me mine

[x4:]
Gotta get that paper though
Gotta get that paper though

[T.Y.:]
I kick a door down let me in this bitch my nigga
Only feel that I need is to get rich my nigga
Heard you went to jail now you startin' to snitch my nigga
I get that paper then I split it with my niggas
I flooded my pocket with big faces
Lemon head diamonds looking like you could taste it
Its just the dash in my ride add the flavor
Never put my self around a nigga that's be hating
Lacing, dope on the track every time
I came through they knew I was gon' put it down
Like my weed, I'm the bomb
Model bitches on my line
I'm ahead of my time
Man on the come up, T.Y

[x4:]
Gotta get that paper though
Gotta get that paper though

Money Put Away lyrics - Curren$y (feat. CornerBoi P & T.Y.)

[Curren$y:]
Self made, Self paid
Shorty bought that Rolls Royce
Put it on blades
Shorty paid the cost she now in boss lane
Stayed down, got high and you never changed
SL with the top up when it's heavy rain
Have your name hold weight
Have you chain solid gold no fake
Destined to ball, it was written
This is fate
They can't interfere so I roll up let em hate

Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don't know that about me then you don't know nothing
I was born in New Orleans, live my whole life stunting
Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don't know that about me then you don't know nothing

[T.Y.:]
Diamonds shining, fill my backwood with exotic
I'm the hottest topic
Pimp your bitch right out them dollars
I don't wear no Robins
Sweat pants is what I arrive in
Yeah I'm steady climbing
Swear I'm balling on these niggas
Without a fucking problem
You don't want to problem, so don't you try to stop em
JLR, Spitta told me get em I say I got em
Water whippin in the kitchen
That's how lil homie got em
Ranking so many bitches
I'm starting to think they plotting
I leave em with no watching
What you saying something?
Well make sure that I got it
Got to be a cold day in hell before I let em ride me
And all this ice around my neck
It's not that hard to find me, yeah

[Curren$y:]
Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don't know that about me then you don't know nothing
I was born in New Orleans, live my whole life stunting
Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don't know that about me then you don't know nothing

[Corner Boy P:]
Uh
Make it to spend it
Blew a lot, I stash plenty
Grill was 20, I smile at bitches and boot up niggas
I'm east side with it, my side ain't sweet
Lil boy's blinking
Slide for my niggas, they ride for me
Like I ride for Spitta
Yeah, if you ain't no that, you don't know a nigga
And you probably the type that will owe a nigga
Cause if you did't know, then you will do better
Teach a mans how to fish and he will eat forever
Shit, keep our minds together we be rich forever
Bury me in all my jewelry let me shine forever
I got Ciroc and take a four on it
Let them niggas have the style since I got more coming
P

[Curren$y:]
Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don't know that about me then you don't know nothing
I was born in New Orleans, live my whole life stunting
Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don't know that about me then you don't know nothing

What It Mean lyrics - Curren$y

What it mean to you?
It mean the world to me
You get out what you put in
And I give it everything
Diamond crowns on me now
Because I am a king
On my terrace being ready
In case they come for me

What it mean to you?
It mean the world to me
You get out what you put in
And I give it everything
Diamond crowns on me now
Because I am a king
On my terrace being ready
In case they come for me

I cain't lie
I be thinking about blowing cheese
Putting another Ferrari on Canal St
If it's flashy, foreign, in New Orleans
It's for me
I park it on the sidewalk
Let everybody see
Tell my lil ones
They can get cars colder than this
Put em on they learn it
So they recognize G
You could do more than I done
You got a chance to stunt harder than I stunt

What it mean to you?
It mean the world to me
You get out what you put in
And I give it everything
Diamond crowns on me now
Because I am a king
On my terrace being ready
In case they come for me

What it mean to you?
It mean the world to me
You get out what you put in
And I give it everything
Diamond crowns on me now
Because I am a king
On my terrace being ready
In case they come for me

I got some shit on my mind, baby
Roll up hella weed
They shot my partner down
Over some old beef
Rest in peace, homeboy
You was buried a G
Though you never died
Keep your name in the street
I don't text and drive
Girl, you better call me
You shoulda told me that shit
When you saw me
We a Navy
Better yet an Army
Better yet an Air Force
A mother fucking star fleet

What it mean to you?
It mean the world to me
You get out what you put in
And I give it everything
Diamond crowns on me now
Because I am a king
On my terrace being ready
In case they come for me

What it mean to you?
It mean the world to me
You get out what you put in
And I give it everything
Diamond crowns on me now
Because I am a king
On my terrace being ready
In case they come for me

What it mean to you?
It mean the world to me
You get out what you put in
And I give it everything
Diamond crowns on me now
Because I am a king
On my terrace being ready
In case they come for me

What it mean to you?

Diamond crowns on me now
Because I am a king
On my terrace being ready
In case they come for me

I Remember lyrics - Curren$y (with CornerBoi & T.Y.)

[Curren$y:]
My Cadillac got a chandelier
We keep it pumped full of gas in here
I just might take over rap this year
Kill all them niggas who dressin weird
Pack up that mess and get outta here
Smokers and focused on switchin' gears
Show you how that 911 steer
She wanted me to know how it feel
She expressin' herself while I grip the wheel
Girl, girl wait... Wait, wait you tryna get us killed
Get you back to the crib
You gon' the one be the main bitch
But I don't wanna do no more main bitches
Pull up I still do my thing with' ya
Momma hyper like a 'caine sniffer
I'm might have a Uber come and get her
Bring her back to your house nigga
Real G shit, Never play out nigga
One of the illest niggas that's in the South, nigga
Turkey bags are the best
All grown out west
Come around, be my guest
We can have a hustle contest

'Cause I remember when I didn't have this shit
I remember when I didn't have this shit
I remember when I didn't have this shit
I wasn't always livin' like this homie
I remember when I didn't have this shit
I remember when I didn't have this shit
We wasn't always livin' like this'

[Cornerboy P:]
I was sellin' reggie on the street for $10
Runnin' from truancy, hop the fence
Now I got two Rollies, I'm a ice 'em both
Drove her friend and she bad, tryna hit 'em both
Them dumb hoes tellin' me I do the most
Used to call me dirty, I ain't had it though
Now I got diamonds and designer clothes
Trappin' out the back with the screen do'
Hoppin' out the jeep with no doors on it
Don't show up to my house with all them clothes on
I'm talkin' to the money, nigga, hold on
I ain't know none of that shit you own
I can pimp a ho from my cell phone
I just roll up bread like a calzone
Rifle hit ya ass from a mile long
I just gave my last bitch the dial tone

[Curren$y:]
'Cause I remember when I didn't have this shit
I remember when I didn't have this shit
I remember when I didn't have this shit
I wasn't always livin' like this homie
I remember when I didn't have this shit
I remember when I didn't have this shit
We wasn't always livin' like this'

[T.Y.:]
Racin' Chevys on the interstate
Motor sound like an earthquake
Street money, yeah that's all I make
On that fly shit every day
I been waitin' up on my feature
Diamonds shinin' of the meter
Lil niggas out here tweakin'
I ain't slippin', yeah I keep it
Designer gas what I'm breathin'
I just left out of the Nolia
Shot to the A, me and my K
Bitch, I be rollin' with soldiers
Heavy metal strapped, top waist
A hunnid racks in the sofa
The flo', the wall, and in the ceiling
Round my neck I got trophies
Hunnid rounds if you try to take it

[Curren$y:]
'Cause I remember when I didn't have this shit
I remember when I didn't have this shit
I remember when I didn't have this shit
I wasn't always livin' like this homie
I remember when I didn't have this shit
I remember when I didn't have this shit
We wasn't always livin' like this'

Wherever lyrics - Curren$y (with CornerBoi & T.Y.)

[Corner Boy P:]
I ain't no super hero
But ain't too much a nigga can't do

[x4:]
I'm a park it wherever I want
Smoke wherever I want
Buy whatever I want
Hit her whenever I want

[T.Y.:]
Yea hoe I do what I wan' do
Everyday in the lab like Pro Tools
Whip so wide can't even come through
Whip so wide tell 'em better make room
Every motherfucker know what I be on
To the bank back and forth like ping pong
Yea we fly high no Jim Jones
Smoking on killa, Cam'ron
Had to pay the price to get my engine right
Now I'm leaving niggas at the red light
Got your baby momma on that all night flight
On that all night flight to get my money right
30 pointers on my left and right
Corner Boy in that yellow light
I'm behind him in that black night
With a plaque in the window saying Cruise Life
Watch where you step lil nigga
We be them Jets lil nigga
Keep yo' ass in respect lil nigga
Park the whip wherever I wanna
All my money smell like marijuana
Bitch I'm tryna be a land owner
Build my own fucking planet on it
Buy a jet and then land on it
Put some beach and a sand on it

[Corner Boy P x4:]
I'm a park it wherever I want
Smoke wherever I want
Buy whatever I want
Hit her whenever I want

Answer the bitch text whenever I want
I could hit her whenever I want
Hustle from the first to the end of the month
Wear the Fendi and the Louis 'cause I want
Gold D's on the regal I'm the cooker
[?] ass niggas talking 'bout what they woulda
Chevy still in the shop it ain't ready
[?] it ain't ready
Plane land just know I'm getting paper
Bitch favorite question, would you throw it later
You know my last worry, a nigga that's hating
Rabid ass bitches, probably got rabies
I just bought a Rollie give a fuck about a AP
Used to live in the [?] house [?]
I parked three on the lawn and got [?]
That '96 I might paint that bitch next week
I got a ratchet ass bitch she from Zone 6
I might fly that bitch in when I leave
Blow hella trees, I had to adjust my sleeves
I need that bezel to breathe
Nigga it's P, won't hear no fuck shit bout me
My cars lined up on the street
Won't quote no price on a P
Won't fall in love with no freak
Won't pull up in no car with me

[Corner Boy P x4:]
I'm a park it wherever I want
Smoke wherever I want
Buy whatever I want
Hit her whenever I want

[Curren$y:]
Hop the fuck out
Middle of the street nigga fuck what you talking bout
Already know the driveway like a parking lot
How many cars I got
Got 10 at the crib I got 3 by my bitch I got 7 in storage now
I got a problem if I like it I buy it girl I'm not slowing down
Hol' on, fuck that where the dough at?
Anywhere I go I'm gon' smoke at
And the diamond [?] was throwback
And stepped in in it I was smelling like the whole pack
Slid by my lil chick and left five points
Watched Super Fly smoked five joints
Jet Life from the baseline, that's money every time
Sure as a wine always drinking wine
Sure as my yachtmaster Rollie shine
Sure as my mufucking girl fine
They know our 24 hour grind
Jet Life, forever high
Jet Life, we never die
If you ever say that he high as I
You know that nigga mufucking lie

[Corner Boy P x4:]
I'm a park it wherever I want
Smoke wherever I want
Buy whatever I want
Hit her whenever I want

mixtape: "Andretti 12/30" (2016)

Landed lyrics - Curren$y

Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
They say I'm not from this planet
Shit going just how I planned it
Put a lil away for the families
Stacking my bread like a sandwich
Saving my face from them cameras
Situations could get scandalous
When niggas feel like they embarassed

Your bitch fucking niggas for status
Girl, that's the one you should be mad with
That's a panamera not a camera
A cranberry not the fabrics
Front to valley flashing hazards
In the lobby bar smoking gasses
My watch worth twice what your advance is
Or try to play me on no rap shit

Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
They say I'm not from this planet
Everything going how I planned it
Put a lil away for the family
Stacking up bread like a sandwich
Saving my face from them cameras
Cause situations could get scandalous
When niggas feel like they embarassed

I used to live in Miami
Fall asleep stoned on the balcony
Me and my homie smoke rapper weed
I'm the one coined the phrase rapper weed
I'm the one 'fuck it, we ain't gon' get into that
You can smell the shit strong and it's still in the vacuum pack
Woke up this morning said told myself self 'it's time to get the bag'
Wouldn't have went to sleep that night used a half a million as a [?]
Wouldn't have said it, if I weren't with it
I don't care like them sucker niggas
In a matter of minutes gon' get it
In a couple more I'm showing up in it

Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
They say I'm not from this planet
Shit going just how I planned it
Put a lil away for the family
Stacking my bread like a sandwich
Saving my face from them cameras
Situations could get scandalous
When niggas feel like they embarassed
Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
You ain't never seen this, don't know what this is about
Might not ever be released, they just want me to try out
Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
You ain't never seen this, you don't know what this is about
Might not ever be released, they just want me to try out

Put a lil away for the family
Staying away from them cameras
This a panamera not a camera

Step Outside lyrics - Curren$y

I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
Smoke something in my ride

In the Bape coat, in a grey ghost
To the condo so we can change clothes
She has a six series beemer four door
Say she 'set, go' and I was one of those
Suppose, I should be glad she chose
Over these girls, man you never know
Hide up, still on my toes
Also don't come with that fuck shit
Shooters and [?] go 'round with this hoe, gotta let know who run shit
Get 'em up off that dumb shit
I'm on some stacking my funds shit
I'm tryna see all my dawgs rich
I'm tryna see all my dawgs rich
I'm a follow me to where the cars is
I'm finna show you who the boss is

I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
I'd be obliged if you stepped outside

Nigga spark one in my Chevy, if you really ready
This Andretti game selling, my chain heavy
Self made, me and my rollers just took a selfie
Broke niggas on mute, it ain't shit they can tell me
[?] my wins is just consecutive
Too high too see my competitors
Too high too keep up with my schedule
But I stay on my commas and decimals, at all time
Don't sleep, girl I'm never that high
Roll another one underneath the street lights
Light that bitch off for the whole eastside
She can't hide it, I see it in her eyes
She tryna come see what a G like

I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
I'd be obliged if you stepped outside
Smoke something in my ride

Left My Keys lyrics - Curren$y

Took my jacket off as I slid to the car
Exiting the sports arena like a star
Use the talent elevator to the rooftop office
That's how you know you made it
Rubbing elbows with the life changers
Shaking hands with the strangers
Hanging 'round motherfuckers more dangerous than strangers
Shit trill
I pray for my cousins who be banging
Hope that rap shit clicks
But that paper won't stop my loved ones from hanging
Rest in peace to the Jacka
Keep them Chevy's swanging
Burn the rubber at the traffic light for entertainment
Killed the beat, showed up torched to the arraignment
Higher than a spaceship
Your honor in amazement
Couldn't even say shit
Let a nigga skate back to the interstate quick
All in the cake mix but never get the game twisted
Never coming up on lame shit

Right back in this bitch like I left my keys
I'm a real ass nigga, bounce-bounce for me
Right back in this bitch like I left my keys
I'm a real nigga, bounce-bounce for me
I'm a real nigga, bounce-bounce for me
Right back in this bitch like I left my keys
I'm a real ass nigga, bounce-bounce for me
Stash a couple pounds at your house for me

Rolls Royce came through like Theraflu, nasty as fuck
Bentleys pulled up too
Shot callers on entourage members in the coupe
Trying to catch us slipping, but your bitch gave us the scoop
[?] to the loot we be on the move
Anything about it, you probably not even that cool
All I do is roll killa at the house on shrooms
Made a million dollars staying fresh and being true
Underground niggas, couple cribs, couple pools
Might piss in the mainstream, take ya'll money too
What the fuck dumb niggas gonna do?

Right back in this bitch like I left my keys
I'm a real ass nigga, bounce-bounce for me
Right back in this bitch like I left my keys
I'm a real nigga, bounce-bounce for me
I'm a real nigga, bounce-bounce for me
Right back in this bitch like I left my keys
I'm a real ass nigga, bounce-bounce for me
Stash a couple pounds at your house for me

Right back in this bitch like I left my keys
I'm a real ass nigga, bounce-bounce for me
Right back in this bitch like I left my keys
I'm a real nigga, bounce-bounce for me
I'm a real nigga, bounce-bounce for me
Right back in this bitch like I left my keys
I'm a real ass nigga, bounce-bounce for me
Stash a couple pounds at your house for me

Stash House lyrics - Curren$y (feat. Freddie Gibbs)

[Curren$y:]
Dollar, dollar bill in the stash house tryna hide another mil
Dollar, dollar bill, yeah

When I got out the car I was talking on the phone
Calm in the storm
The Rolls Royce race in a Rolls Royce Dawn
Too slick, you prolly slip before you can step up on
Intercepted before you could creep, you see you been crept on
Life is pressed on
Adding to my Rolex collection
Sky-dweller rose gold prolly do my next one
I know what you wanna hear
That shit that make you hustle all year
I came to the studio with a boat
So I can load these keys up, when they're ready to go
Them other crews slangin' stepped on dope
You want that pure shit, homie then you know where it's go
The game done changed y'all, but not your dawg
I'm still in the cut, rolled up in the kush fog

Like dollar, dollar bill in the stash house tryna hide another mil
Yeah, dollar, dollar bill in the stash house tryna hide another mil
Yeah, dollar, dollar bill in the stash house tryna hide another, hide another mil
Yeah, dollar, dollar bill in the stash house tryna hide another mil
Yeah, dollar, dollar bill

[Freddie Gibbs:]
Kane, nigga
Yeah, rest in peace my nigga Timber
Used to hit the beauty bar on Tuesday foreign Brenda
Freddie Forgiato, chop that [?] to get my chips up
When I jumped up off the porch, ain't had no clue just where I end up
Audio stay dope like ice cubes and bottled water
Ain't no gas up in this bitch but I'm cooking like Snoop and Wacka
Fuck the stripper club if they ain't got titties out like the Carter
Young Nino if she nasty like Janet, I change the [?]
Like dollar, dollar bill
Poured the whole Joe Montana when I broke the seal
Niggas thought that I was dead in the gutter they wrote the will
Beat the case and I put new candy paint on my Coupe de Ville
Beat the case and put my baby on acres like ain't shit changed
Yeah I rap but bitch my meat and potatoes come off that slangin'
Took the job out of the box meant to shake it [?]
Get you three for two I sell triple-doubles
Anthony Davis or Russel I meant
More than a couple assists once I alley-oop the ball
Player was running this bitch
Gangster Gibbs flipping a chick like I was Chris in 1996
She getting dick off a player from the New York Knicks
And I'm like [?]
Dollar dollar bill

Presidents lyrics - Curren$y

I wasn't rich from the beginning see I had to get it
No tint up on my windows hoe you see me in here
Straight winner turn these rappers out here into dinner
Get some grub with ya Soul Food my niggas
I drove through and I killed 'em
Had the rear mounted engine on the Ferrari with the dishes
These cars I always mention
'Cause you really see me in 'em
See first I smoke and envision it
And then I hustle and get the shit

Some of my people gotta hustle just to pay the rent
Some of us not in the position that we say we in
Can't have no bill collectors coming to my residence
That's why everyday I be running for them presidents

Some of my people gotta hustle just to pay the rent
Some of us not in the position that we say we in
Can't have no bill collectors coming to my residence
That's why everyday I be running for them presidents

Juvie gave me the game a long time ago
So every now and then I slide past his spot to smoke
I got patnas sold a lot of dope and this I know
Some of 'em chilled out some of 'em still out there though
What I'm gon' knock 'em for, know it's all about the dough
It's a survival thing in time I hope I could provide a lane
In time I hope I could provide some change
Show 'em a way to rise up and get paid
A slice of the layer cake, one is all it take
Show 'em a way to rise up and get paid
A slice of the layer cake, one is all it take

Some of my people gotta hustle just to pay the rent
Some of us not in the position that we say we in
Can't have no bill collectors coming to my residence
That's why everyday I be running for them presidents

Some of my people gotta hustle just to pay the rent
Some of us not in the position that we say we in
Can't have no bill collectors coming to my residence
That's why everyday I be running for them presidents

You making shit more complicated than it should be
You feel your chance is coming soon and it could be
You making shit more complicated than it should be
You feel your chance is coming soon and it could be
Yup