Landed with my duffle in hand
Working out a plan
Hustle not a scam
Struggle of a man
Tryna get to it
Southern supplier of real music
Trill shit evoke...
Landed with my duffle in hand
Working out a plan
A hustle not a scam
This the struggle of a man tryna get to it
Southern supplier of real music
Trill shit evoke feeling when you listen to it
Only trueness if ever I spoke
It was a million dollar quote if ever I wrote
Papered up, but I'm still feeling broke
Ran 100 miles still got plenty more to go
Terrace overlooking the seashore
Left side of my walk-in closet look like the BBC store
Lifestyle goals, this is something you should reach for
High as the stars because we on my nigga
Drug dealer cars we gettin' country club homes we living
Looking like a PGA champion
Crib made out, I'm stoned in the governor's mansion
Tryna put a little dope in the game
Put some pure in your veins
Help you maintain and stay sane
Sharpen yo knives and carve your own lane
Never let that money make you change
A Gangster gets his money and remains
I ain't always had that paper but I been real
I ain't always had that paper but I been real
I ain't always had that paper but I been real
You don't know how that shit feel
I ain't always had that paper but I been real
That ain't how you niggas live
I ain't always had that paper but I been real
You don't know how this shit
I ain't always had that paper but I been real
That ain't how you niggas live
Outside the chicken spot in that Starship Rolls
With the kamikaze doors
Discussin the hard from the last score
As the world revolves slow
We livin fast, runnin through that cash
Cause any minute can be our last
So we live it up, pop a bottle lift your glass
This is us, the team that never switched up
To the script, memorized that bitch
Y'all was tryna be too slick
You end up lying in shit
See this a dog eat dog world
You get fleas you get bit
Tryna live free in the streets, might get hit
This is for those who wanna thrive, not just exist
To survive and surpass all the shit
Ferraris and a bad bitch, pillow-top mattress
Daydreamin about paper advancement
Gettin up, gettin to it, really puttin the plan in action
The result is the boss smokin gas, mashin
On the interstate blazin' reminiscin laughin
Smilin at all memories, even the bad ones
Cause at least we had em
Some of us made it, some of us immortalized in murals
Lookin to the pavement
Candles in the spot homie was slayed in
I shed a tear with my top down it was rainin
Unh...
I ain't always had that paper but I been real
You don't know how that shit feel
I ain't always had that paper but I been real
That ain't how you niggas live
I ain't always had that paper but I been real
You don't know how this shit feel
That ain't how you niggas live
Above The Law lyrics - Curren$y (feat. Smoke DZA)
[Curren$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
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
Pound lyrics - Curren$y (feat. 2 Chainz)
[2 Chainz:]
Yeah, told Spitta roll up and he pulled up on
Everybody know that that's my N.O. homie
Started way back, I give a shot out to Tunechi
All them other rapper's niggas certified coochie
Used to wear Gucci and I still do
All that shit so old to me it's mildew
Old money still got the lil face
I was trapping when L.A. Reid was LaFace
Alright, André my favorite rapper
Raw paper, my favourite wrapper
All of these baby rappers starting to look like lady rappers
Dead beat rappers, never change they baby pamper
I used to serve your favourite rapper, now I smoke it for example
I bought pounds just to smoke it
Pounds, just to smoke
I bought a pound just to smoke it
A pound, just to smoke
Walk in church smelling like it
Hop out the bird smelling like it
Jumped out the Porsche smelling like it
Already know what it's smelling like it
Walked in the church smelling like it
Hop out the bird smelling like it
Jumped out the Porsche smelling like it
You already know
[Curren$y:]
I got stars in my ceiling, mama how you feeling?
Chinchilla dragging on the floor with my gold pendants
Done it for my city just to show 'em I can get it
Hella cold with it, yeah dawg you know your nigga
Been down with Tity since me and Tune were visit
Hit him for the killer quickly he came through with it
Had to dually truck it was shitty
I had the Bently
We shot a video with a few bitches
The casino scene was flipping, straight rolling
Hot box the box chevy, shit look like a explosion
Two of the coldest niggas smoking
Rolling, millionaires and we homies
That's dangerous you know it
[2 Chainz:]
I bought pounds just to smoke it
Pounds, just to smoke
I bought a pound just to smoke it
A pound, just to smoke
Walk in church smelling like it
Hop out the bird smelling like it
Jumped out the Porsche smelling like it
Already know what it's smelling like it
Walked in the church smelling like it
Hop out the bird smelling like it
Jumped out the Porsche smelling like it
You already know
Yeah, told Spitta roll up and he pulled up on
Everybody know that that's my N.O. homie
Started way back, I give a shot out to Tunechi
All them other rapper's niggas certified coochie
Used to wear Gucci and I still do
All that shit so old to me it's mildew
Old money still got the lil face
I was trapping when L.A. Reid was LaFace
Alright, André my favorite rapper
Raw paper, my favourite wrapper
All of these baby rappers starting to look like lady rappers
Dead beat rappers, never change they baby pamper
I used to serve your favourite rapper, now I smoke it for example
I bought pounds just to smoke it
Pounds, just to smoke
I bought a pound just to smoke it
A pound, just to smoke
Walk in church smelling like it
Hop out the bird smelling like it
Jumped out the Porsche smelling like it
Already know what it's smelling like it
Walked in the church smelling like it
Hop out the bird smelling like it
Jumped out the Porsche smelling like it
You already know
[Curren$y:]
I got stars in my ceiling, mama how you feeling?
Chinchilla dragging on the floor with my gold pendants
Done it for my city just to show 'em I can get it
Hella cold with it, yeah dawg you know your nigga
Been down with Tity since me and Tune were visit
Hit him for the killer quickly he came through with it
Had to dually truck it was shitty
I had the Bently
We shot a video with a few bitches
The casino scene was flipping, straight rolling
Hot box the box chevy, shit look like a explosion
Two of the coldest niggas smoking
Rolling, millionaires and we homies
That's dangerous you know it
[2 Chainz:]
I bought pounds just to smoke it
Pounds, just to smoke
I bought a pound just to smoke it
A pound, just to smoke
Walk in church smelling like it
Hop out the bird smelling like it
Jumped out the Porsche smelling like it
Already know what it's smelling like it
Walked in the church smelling like it
Hop out the bird smelling like it
Jumped out the Porsche smelling like it
You already know
Take You Higher lyrics - Take You Higher
[Sample - R. Kelly:]
Let me take you higher
And let you know how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And let you know how you should feel
[Curren$y:]
A cloud of smoke in the coupe
Vocal dope in the booth
Every grip bing true (true)
That's why I get the loot
That's how I can get you
Admit that I know what did it
You seen me swerving in it
Balled out with a high percentage
Range like Reggie Miller but I handle like Iverson
I should probably drop my own tenni's
Score points and get fly with 'em
Joints rolled with the fire in 'em
Said she trying to take it to the moon
We ain't even got to leave the room
Don't tell me you fuck with the shrooms
My little brother pulling up soon
Said he had a batch that was cool
Just let me know what you're trying to do
I'm a go roll up another one
The Doors playing Waiting For the Sun
With the doors on the Wraith opened up
Now I see what they're hating on
You should get your paper, what you waiting on
[Sample - R. Kelly:]
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And let you know how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And let you know how you should feel
[Curren$y:]
A cloud of smoke in the coupe
Vocal dope in the booth
Every grip bing true (true)
That's why I get the loot
That's how I can get you
Admit that I know what did it
You seen me swerving in it
Balled out with a high percentage
Range like Reggie Miller but I handle like Iverson
I should probably drop my own tenni's
Score points and get fly with 'em
Joints rolled with the fire in 'em
Said she trying to take it to the moon
We ain't even got to leave the room
Don't tell me you fuck with the shrooms
My little brother pulling up soon
Said he had a batch that was cool
Just let me know what you're trying to do
I'm a go roll up another one
The Doors playing Waiting For the Sun
With the doors on the Wraith opened up
Now I see what they're hating on
You should get your paper, what you waiting on
[Sample - R. Kelly:]
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Real Family lyrics - Curren$y
I come from a real family
Shit might get crazy if you try to play me
I come from a real family, yeah
Over paper things can get complicated
I come from a real family, yeah yeah
I come from a real family
I come from a real family
Yeah, I come from a real family
Been stacking and we still at it
Smoked a half a zip in the benz wagon
Trying not to lose balance
Thankful I made it back to the palace
Roll up another one and pop a lil bottle the sun
Celebrate every night the money come
And see we party every night we always hustlin'
And see you was sleeping when we turned the oven on
So when we cut the cake don't you be expecting nothin'
I come from a real family
Shit might get crazy if you try to play me
I come from a real family, yeah
For paper things can get complicated
I come from a real family
I come from a real family
Yeah, I come from a real family
Work for it dawg ain't nothing handed
If you moved on it by night you probably would have had it
Diamond rings bugs bunny carrots VVS rolexes mafia status
But you not grinding for it lazy ass you should be embarrassed
Bought the Lamb and the Ferrari
Tryna see which one the fastest
If my brother is around me know its probably a few ratchets
I come from a real family
No reality show cameras just real action
Teenagers is really packing and they clapping
And knock you backwards
Cars is changing fire weaving through inner state traffic
I remember click clacking masses
I was tryna get a ride to my classes
Guns was being brandished scores was being settled
Niggas was scrambling running carrying they homies calling ambulances
They probably get up and take their sweet time to come handle that
Now its retaliation time you planning that
Catch them boys who done that shit
Leave them where they standing at
But that won't bring your mans back
You might feel better for a second but stay focused it ain't over dawg
Karma will try to catch up cycle goes on, street soldiers die
They sons are born into a war and now its time to ride
I come from a real family
Shit might get crazy if you try to play me
I come from a real family
For paper things can get complicated
I come from a real family
I come from a real family
I come from a real family
Money bring bitches, bitches bring lies
When its showtime how many your...
Shit might get crazy if you try to play me
I come from a real family, yeah
Over paper things can get complicated
I come from a real family, yeah yeah
I come from a real family
I come from a real family
Yeah, I come from a real family
Been stacking and we still at it
Smoked a half a zip in the benz wagon
Trying not to lose balance
Thankful I made it back to the palace
Roll up another one and pop a lil bottle the sun
Celebrate every night the money come
And see we party every night we always hustlin'
And see you was sleeping when we turned the oven on
So when we cut the cake don't you be expecting nothin'
I come from a real family
Shit might get crazy if you try to play me
I come from a real family, yeah
For paper things can get complicated
I come from a real family
I come from a real family
Yeah, I come from a real family
Work for it dawg ain't nothing handed
If you moved on it by night you probably would have had it
Diamond rings bugs bunny carrots VVS rolexes mafia status
But you not grinding for it lazy ass you should be embarrassed
Bought the Lamb and the Ferrari
Tryna see which one the fastest
If my brother is around me know its probably a few ratchets
I come from a real family
No reality show cameras just real action
Teenagers is really packing and they clapping
And knock you backwards
Cars is changing fire weaving through inner state traffic
I remember click clacking masses
I was tryna get a ride to my classes
Guns was being brandished scores was being settled
Niggas was scrambling running carrying they homies calling ambulances
They probably get up and take their sweet time to come handle that
Now its retaliation time you planning that
Catch them boys who done that shit
Leave them where they standing at
But that won't bring your mans back
You might feel better for a second but stay focused it ain't over dawg
Karma will try to catch up cycle goes on, street soldiers die
They sons are born into a war and now its time to ride
I come from a real family
Shit might get crazy if you try to play me
I come from a real family
For paper things can get complicated
I come from a real family
I come from a real family
I come from a real family
Money bring bitches, bitches bring lies
When its showtime how many your...
Motto lyrics - Curren$y (feat. Corner Boy P)
[Curren$y:]
Hustle all day I'm a make sure that we straight
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Money and the power and a nice place to stay
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
Cruisin' in my low rider I be vibin' to [?]
Groovy ass oldies is all I play
Playa ass tunes is all I make
Coolest nigga in the room who been getting the cake
See me in my box chevy we could [?]
No raggedy sounds ain't no rattling plates
Got it out the mud trapping off them mixtapes
You started happenin' overnight that was a mistake
Hustle all day I'm a make sure that we straight
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Money and the power and a nice place to stay
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
[Corner Boy P:]
I got some brand new 6 by 9's in my car door
100 spokes Dayton cross laced triple gold
Candy dripping off it like a runny nose
Had two 10's and a beam I just got a 4
I be grinding for that money gotta heavy load
Same hustle same trap just got a better stove
All gas no breaks I'm running through them O's
I relapse in this bitch I'm finna pour a 4
Dapping for designer what my niggas on
My lil cousin doing 20 he just want a phone
For that money and that power be all in your home
I thank the Lord everyday I get to swing a pole
[Curren$y:]
Hustle all day I'm a make sure that we straight
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Money and the power and a nice place to stay
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
What the fuck you thought
I been a boss since the start
Never falling off, sports cars racing movie stars
Grind hard, word to my dog Lito
Ferrari 430 in my South Beach clothes
Walking in the spot, standing on the couch
Valet parking lot 10 million dollars worth of drops
10 strong, we in playoff form
Going to the Finals, leaving suckas behind us
High off the finest vines when you find us
Never in your life will you find a crew like us
Watch me turn this batch into a Bentley
And I don't even need another Bentley, you feel me?
Hustle all day I'm a make sure that we straight
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Money and the power and a nice place to stay
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
Hustle all day I'm a make sure that we straight
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Money and the power and a nice place to stay
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
Cruisin' in my low rider I be vibin' to [?]
Groovy ass oldies is all I play
Playa ass tunes is all I make
Coolest nigga in the room who been getting the cake
See me in my box chevy we could [?]
No raggedy sounds ain't no rattling plates
Got it out the mud trapping off them mixtapes
You started happenin' overnight that was a mistake
Hustle all day I'm a make sure that we straight
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Money and the power and a nice place to stay
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
[Corner Boy P:]
I got some brand new 6 by 9's in my car door
100 spokes Dayton cross laced triple gold
Candy dripping off it like a runny nose
Had two 10's and a beam I just got a 4
I be grinding for that money gotta heavy load
Same hustle same trap just got a better stove
All gas no breaks I'm running through them O's
I relapse in this bitch I'm finna pour a 4
Dapping for designer what my niggas on
My lil cousin doing 20 he just want a phone
For that money and that power be all in your home
I thank the Lord everyday I get to swing a pole
[Curren$y:]
Hustle all day I'm a make sure that we straight
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Money and the power and a nice place to stay
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
What the fuck you thought
I been a boss since the start
Never falling off, sports cars racing movie stars
Grind hard, word to my dog Lito
Ferrari 430 in my South Beach clothes
Walking in the spot, standing on the couch
Valet parking lot 10 million dollars worth of drops
10 strong, we in playoff form
Going to the Finals, leaving suckas behind us
High off the finest vines when you find us
Never in your life will you find a crew like us
Watch me turn this batch into a Bentley
And I don't even need another Bentley, you feel me?
Hustle all day I'm a make sure that we straight
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Money and the power and a nice place to stay
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
Every nigga with me feeling the same way
Every nigga with me living the same way
New Orleans State Of Mind lyrics - Curren$y
My New Olreans state of mind
My New Olreans state of mind
My New Olreans state of mind
My New Olreans state of mind
Uh
My New Olreans state of mind
Got me lookin' over my shoulder every time I walk to the ride
We know homicide lurks outside
What's fucked up is sometimes it's an inside job
My New Olreans state of mind be advised
My New Olreans state of mind got me feeling like Nas
When he wrote Hate Me Now
I rise above negativities lighting my sticky trees
Then proceed to live out my dreams
That new Maybach is not make believe
They thought about G's when they constructed these, fit for a King
I drizzled diamonds on that Queen
Topic of discussion even if I'm not on the scene
And that's a good and bad thing in New Orleans
Small city, big dreams
Big misunderstanding over small things
My New Olreans state of mind
My New Olreans state of mind
Got me always getting high to ease my mind, shit
My New Olreans state of mind
Got me drinking thinking bout homies who died
My New Olreans state of mind
Trying not to cry
My New Olreans state of mind
My New Olreans state of mind
My New Olreans state of mind
My New Olreans state of mind
Uh
My New Olreans state of mind
Got me lookin' over my shoulder every time I walk to the ride
We know homicide lurks outside
What's fucked up is sometimes it's an inside job
My New Olreans state of mind be advised
My New Olreans state of mind got me feeling like Nas
When he wrote Hate Me Now
I rise above negativities lighting my sticky trees
Then proceed to live out my dreams
That new Maybach is not make believe
They thought about G's when they constructed these, fit for a King
I drizzled diamonds on that Queen
Topic of discussion even if I'm not on the scene
And that's a good and bad thing in New Orleans
Small city, big dreams
Big misunderstanding over small things
My New Olreans state of mind
My New Olreans state of mind
Got me always getting high to ease my mind, shit
My New Olreans state of mind
Got me drinking thinking bout homies who died
My New Olreans state of mind
Trying not to cry
My New Olreans state of mind
Stayin Ready lyrics - Curren$y (feat. Tiny C-Style)
[Curren$y:]
Riding in my homeboy Buick Rivieira
Blowing that killa in the good weather
Feeling like Goodfellas
This real life no movie director no movie projector
Just jealous ass niggas with Beretta pistols
Don't let them get you
Gotta stay one step quicker my nigga don't let them near you
Watch your neck if they next to you
They living off you but they still wishing debt to you
Cold world but its still spinning
Can't do nothing bout it but try to live in
And to try to raise kids in it
Make millions keep it hidden
Cause motherfuckers might try to kill you
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Tried to catch me slipping but we hit you already
Rolled on your set in my Chevy
From inside your house you heard and you smelled me
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Try to catch us slipping but we hit you already
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
[Tiny C-Style:]
Stay ready like Lil Caesar
Put red dots on you like a slice of pizza
Sly like a visa miss me with that talk, don't believe you
Come to the land and get taxed like a parking meter
Whole gang strapped like football helmets
You see them NFL tax better run for it
You niggas Gump like forest kick shit like Chuck Norris
Maybach with the rasp but you ridin' in the Ford Taurus
No safety on the 40 I'm ready at all times
Shit get hectic when you g and pushing real lines
Long beach state of mind make me do it to him
One shot from the draco guaranteed you ruined
Fly to Miami with some bad ones and chill for a week
Look for a plug to help me flood these streets
I rap now but if you stay ready you ain't got to worry bout
How you gon eat, major key
[Curren$y:]
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Try to catch us slipping but we hit you already
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Try to catch us slipping but we hit you already
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Riding in my homeboy Buick Rivieira
Blowing that killa in the good weather
Feeling like Goodfellas
This real life no movie director no movie projector
Just jealous ass niggas with Beretta pistols
Don't let them get you
Gotta stay one step quicker my nigga don't let them near you
Watch your neck if they next to you
They living off you but they still wishing debt to you
Cold world but its still spinning
Can't do nothing bout it but try to live in
And to try to raise kids in it
Make millions keep it hidden
Cause motherfuckers might try to kill you
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Tried to catch me slipping but we hit you already
Rolled on your set in my Chevy
From inside your house you heard and you smelled me
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Try to catch us slipping but we hit you already
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
[Tiny C-Style:]
Stay ready like Lil Caesar
Put red dots on you like a slice of pizza
Sly like a visa miss me with that talk, don't believe you
Come to the land and get taxed like a parking meter
Whole gang strapped like football helmets
You see them NFL tax better run for it
You niggas Gump like forest kick shit like Chuck Norris
Maybach with the rasp but you ridin' in the Ford Taurus
No safety on the 40 I'm ready at all times
Shit get hectic when you g and pushing real lines
Long beach state of mind make me do it to him
One shot from the draco guaranteed you ruined
Fly to Miami with some bad ones and chill for a week
Look for a plug to help me flood these streets
I rap now but if you stay ready you ain't got to worry bout
How you gon eat, major key
[Curren$y:]
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Try to catch us slipping but we hit you already
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Try to catch us slipping but we hit you already
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
The Man lyrics - Curren$y
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man in this bitch
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who
Swang like swords on the boulevard
Love from the broads get 'em high fuck 'em hard
Smokin' in my yard looking at my cars
Try to pick 'em out I like to switch 'em up before the night falls
Stunting just a little bit if you gotta call it something
I'm just tryna show you how to come up out of nothing
Get a progress from the struggle
Out West smoking killa onions
Me and [?] bong snap shatter wax pimpin' all that
Penning raps counting paper stacks
Jet Life on the map
Bong snap shatter wax nigga all that
Penning raps counting stacks Jet Life on the map
Uh
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man in this bitch
It ain't hard to tell who the man
When I come through with your whole advance on my wrist
Uh
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man in this bitch
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
When I come through with your whole advance on my wrist nigga
All I'm tryna do is get my cash on
All I'm tryna do is run them numbers up
Get something smart and sexy I could smash on
We got four bad bitches in the truck with us
I smoke 'em to the face I never pass 'em
But I'll toss you the bag and let you roll one up
Friday night we pull out them Italians
That's Ferrari's Lamborghini's coming out the cut, yea
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man in this bitch
It ain't hard to tell who the man
When I come through with your whole advance on my wrist nigga
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man in this bitch
It ain't hard to tell
It ain't hard to tell
It ain't hard to tell
Homie you know me well
It ain't hard to tell who the man in this bitch
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who
Swang like swords on the boulevard
Love from the broads get 'em high fuck 'em hard
Smokin' in my yard looking at my cars
Try to pick 'em out I like to switch 'em up before the night falls
Stunting just a little bit if you gotta call it something
I'm just tryna show you how to come up out of nothing
Get a progress from the struggle
Out West smoking killa onions
Me and [?] bong snap shatter wax pimpin' all that
Penning raps counting paper stacks
Jet Life on the map
Bong snap shatter wax nigga all that
Penning raps counting stacks Jet Life on the map
Uh
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man in this bitch
It ain't hard to tell who the man
When I come through with your whole advance on my wrist
Uh
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man in this bitch
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
When I come through with your whole advance on my wrist nigga
All I'm tryna do is get my cash on
All I'm tryna do is run them numbers up
Get something smart and sexy I could smash on
We got four bad bitches in the truck with us
I smoke 'em to the face I never pass 'em
But I'll toss you the bag and let you roll one up
Friday night we pull out them Italians
That's Ferrari's Lamborghini's coming out the cut, yea
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man in this bitch
It ain't hard to tell who the man
When I come through with your whole advance on my wrist nigga
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man
It ain't hard to tell who the man in this bitch
It ain't hard to tell
It ain't hard to tell
It ain't hard to tell
Homie you know me well
FedEx lyrics - Curren$y
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Double R headrest
Money power respect
Tryna make that bread stretch
Valet park the Spider at the stadium
Really got the cars them boys say they in
Level 6 armored the Mercedes Benz
Feeling like Ox in this bitch smoking big lobster claws
Butter sauce but of course
Brought myself up, became a boss on no days off
Sycamore Style, my Wallabee Clarks
Marble cake catching plays from my loft
I made a million just to make this phone call
Homie please, adapt to your surroundings
You surrounded my some G's
They know you pussy they been observing the way you breathe
They might tighten you up a little bit before you leave
The rats get cracked when the python squeeze
It's animal kingdom in these streets
You gotta be a man and a beast
Gotta keep one eye open when you sleep
Might have to kill something to eat
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Double R headrest
Money power respect
Tryna make that bread stretch
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Double R headrest
Been killing 'em like a drive by
Is y'all dead yet?
Pulled up like Fed Ex, yea
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Camouflage Rolls Royce don
Umbrellas in the lead shower things get torn apart
Every bar I write another war I start
As my wishlist becomes a list of things I've bought
No regrets for the necks I stepped on none of that was wrong
Because all of this is all I want
How could you blame me when the hustle made me
Money crazy stacking daily
Only way to be, so says me
Audio dope, check it for the [?]
And then you pay me risk taking got that money raining
Baby, you played yourself thinking you could ever play me
Waiting for my downfall it's gon' be a long night
I'm too high to land homie this gon' be a long flight
Money run, we get it done before the sun lights
Plan executed to the letter
More money then you seen in your life ever, ever
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Double R headrest
Money power respect
Tryna make that bread stretch
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Double R headrest
Been killing 'em like a drive by
Is y'all dead yet?
Pulled up like Fed Ex, yea
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Double R headrest
Money power respect
Tryna make that bread stretch
Valet park the Spider at the stadium
Really got the cars them boys say they in
Level 6 armored the Mercedes Benz
Feeling like Ox in this bitch smoking big lobster claws
Butter sauce but of course
Brought myself up, became a boss on no days off
Sycamore Style, my Wallabee Clarks
Marble cake catching plays from my loft
I made a million just to make this phone call
Homie please, adapt to your surroundings
You surrounded my some G's
They know you pussy they been observing the way you breathe
They might tighten you up a little bit before you leave
The rats get cracked when the python squeeze
It's animal kingdom in these streets
You gotta be a man and a beast
Gotta keep one eye open when you sleep
Might have to kill something to eat
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Double R headrest
Money power respect
Tryna make that bread stretch
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Double R headrest
Been killing 'em like a drive by
Is y'all dead yet?
Pulled up like Fed Ex, yea
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Camouflage Rolls Royce don
Umbrellas in the lead shower things get torn apart
Every bar I write another war I start
As my wishlist becomes a list of things I've bought
No regrets for the necks I stepped on none of that was wrong
Because all of this is all I want
How could you blame me when the hustle made me
Money crazy stacking daily
Only way to be, so says me
Audio dope, check it for the [?]
And then you pay me risk taking got that money raining
Baby, you played yourself thinking you could ever play me
Waiting for my downfall it's gon' be a long night
I'm too high to land homie this gon' be a long flight
Money run, we get it done before the sun lights
Plan executed to the letter
More money then you seen in your life ever, ever
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Double R headrest
Money power respect
Tryna make that bread stretch
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Double R headrest
Been killing 'em like a drive by
Is y'all dead yet?
Pulled up like Fed Ex, yea
Pulled up like Fed Ex
Stack It lyrics - Curren$y
Uh
Arriving on my set they see my new shit
Life of a Jet something exclusive, uh
Way colder than what your dude in
Once I met the hustle I was married to it
Baby girl that's all I'm doing drugs and the music
We be moving units to 'em straight like a ruler
Line after line write that fine tingling down her spine
Controlling her medulla, she mine
I deliver goods right to my consumer on time every time
Customer service shipping birds online
Eastside on the rise all the time on mine
Money on my mind making all your money mine
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Baby girl ask me why I do it
Hustle is a drug I'm addicted to it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Baby girl ask me why I do it
Hustle is a drug I'm addicted to it
Uh
Money on some ballin' Uncle Scrooge shit
Make duck bucks do the trucks pulling up
Handing out nooses, hang yourself stupid
Tryna do it like the ones when you niggas really sons
Pay homage to where you got it I'm the fly father
Fore founder smoking pounds of straight chronic
West conference bomb shit
I got it from my 'round 'nem
Backyards smoking large while we charge them lowriders
Later on we clowning
I'm really out here and you not about it
Where was you you was not around here
Said you was but you really lyin'
I'm riding, you hibernating your bitch is in hiding
Sucka
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Baby girl ask me why I do it
I'm addicted to it
Yea
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Ask me why I do it
So addicted to it
Arriving on my set they see my new shit
Life of a Jet something exclusive, uh
Way colder than what your dude in
Once I met the hustle I was married to it
Baby girl that's all I'm doing drugs and the music
We be moving units to 'em straight like a ruler
Line after line write that fine tingling down her spine
Controlling her medulla, she mine
I deliver goods right to my consumer on time every time
Customer service shipping birds online
Eastside on the rise all the time on mine
Money on my mind making all your money mine
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Baby girl ask me why I do it
Hustle is a drug I'm addicted to it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Baby girl ask me why I do it
Hustle is a drug I'm addicted to it
Uh
Money on some ballin' Uncle Scrooge shit
Make duck bucks do the trucks pulling up
Handing out nooses, hang yourself stupid
Tryna do it like the ones when you niggas really sons
Pay homage to where you got it I'm the fly father
Fore founder smoking pounds of straight chronic
West conference bomb shit
I got it from my 'round 'nem
Backyards smoking large while we charge them lowriders
Later on we clowning
I'm really out here and you not about it
Where was you you was not around here
Said you was but you really lyin'
I'm riding, you hibernating your bitch is in hiding
Sucka
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Baby girl ask me why I do it
I'm addicted to it
Yea
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Ask me why I do it
So addicted to it
Hustlers lyrics - Curren$y
Uh
Got the 96 Impala squatting on them Forgiatos
Right outside my niggas watchin' out
The block hotter than a coffee pot
Can't even get the pizza man to pull up 'round here
But this my partnas spot
He got paper but he say he don't wan' move out
So I visit him every time I'm in town
We smoked an ounce and a half down
Then I scratched off in my ride
Headed to that downtown high rise
I'm underground so I don't get that mainstream shine
And my people complaining about it all the time
I send 'em pictures of that Rolls Royce and my Ferrari let 'em know that I'm doing fine
We get paper on time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
We get paper on time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
You waitin' on a Lyft I'm sliding in the Six
AMG with the crash board shit I done drove every car
What's next on the list?
A warehouse to put more in I keep recording and touring
Merchandise money pouring all in the pot
We gon' eat so good this morning
Look at all this gold I got
Diamond Rollie wrist frozen
Put my sleeve over this bitch its still showing
Stunting on 'em without even tryin'
I just took a sip of my water and I'm blinding 'em
Shouldn't have been watching so close
Evil eyeing 'em, excuse me I'm highed up
Painting pictures with my mind again
Writing movie scripts with my rhyming pen
On time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
We get paper on time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
None of them niggas gon' ride
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
Them niggas ain't get like us
We get paper on time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
We get paper on time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
Got the 96 Impala squatting on them Forgiatos
Right outside my niggas watchin' out
The block hotter than a coffee pot
Can't even get the pizza man to pull up 'round here
But this my partnas spot
He got paper but he say he don't wan' move out
So I visit him every time I'm in town
We smoked an ounce and a half down
Then I scratched off in my ride
Headed to that downtown high rise
I'm underground so I don't get that mainstream shine
And my people complaining about it all the time
I send 'em pictures of that Rolls Royce and my Ferrari let 'em know that I'm doing fine
We get paper on time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
We get paper on time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
You waitin' on a Lyft I'm sliding in the Six
AMG with the crash board shit I done drove every car
What's next on the list?
A warehouse to put more in I keep recording and touring
Merchandise money pouring all in the pot
We gon' eat so good this morning
Look at all this gold I got
Diamond Rollie wrist frozen
Put my sleeve over this bitch its still showing
Stunting on 'em without even tryin'
I just took a sip of my water and I'm blinding 'em
Shouldn't have been watching so close
Evil eyeing 'em, excuse me I'm highed up
Painting pictures with my mind again
Writing movie scripts with my rhyming pen
On time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
We get paper on time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
None of them niggas gon' ride
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
Them niggas ain't get like us
We get paper on time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
We get paper on time
Nothing but hustlers on mine
Keep that hoe shit on yo' side
None of them niggas gon' ride
Slid lyrics - Curren$y
It's nothing new
Though it might be to you
Check how I sit
Check how I sit
Check how I slid
That's what I did
That's what I did
Caught them stunts on a bitch
Caught them stunts on a bitch
Caught them stunts on a bitch
Left 'em sick
They said I'm sick
Oh shit
Pulled up tough
Old school spaceship coupes luxury trucks, yup
And they knew it was up
Floozers choosing to rush, stumbling over ducks
Smart bitches waited on the real then we appeared
It took a couple years baby ask 'em where I been
All her life I told her I been tryna wrestle down the mills
She on them pills got her rolling like wheels
We swung a L then I shot back to my crib
Life is a movie who's the star and who's shooting?
Live action for dead presidents if it don't make sense
It make dollars and I'm all about it
Rolex watches for all my partnas we all poppin'
Rolex watches for all my partnas we all poppin'
And I ain't buy them fools shit baby we all clockin'
Yea
Check how I slid
Though it might be to you
Check how I sit
Check how I sit
Check how I slid
That's what I did
That's what I did
Caught them stunts on a bitch
Caught them stunts on a bitch
Caught them stunts on a bitch
Left 'em sick
They said I'm sick
Oh shit
Pulled up tough
Old school spaceship coupes luxury trucks, yup
And they knew it was up
Floozers choosing to rush, stumbling over ducks
Smart bitches waited on the real then we appeared
It took a couple years baby ask 'em where I been
All her life I told her I been tryna wrestle down the mills
She on them pills got her rolling like wheels
We swung a L then I shot back to my crib
Life is a movie who's the star and who's shooting?
Live action for dead presidents if it don't make sense
It make dollars and I'm all about it
Rolex watches for all my partnas we all poppin'
Rolex watches for all my partnas we all poppin'
And I ain't buy them fools shit baby we all clockin'
Yea
Check how I slid
Anutha1 lyrics - Curren$y (feat. T.Y. & Mr. Marcelo)
[Curren$y:]
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Went home, parked that car came back with another one
And then I got another one, nigga I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Came back with another one, came back in another one
Went home parked that car came back in another one
Then I got another one, nigga I got another one
Started the day in a Wraith
Ended the the night in your wife
Forgiato made the skates
I created this Jet Life
Conservative stunts with the ice
Still giving off light through the night
Couple killers ducked out of sight
But they inches away from your life
Stay cool, no sudden moves I'm criminal smooth
I done paid dues I done paid niggas who done paid you
I been the one you looked up to
I been the one that was coming through
Making music bout the shit too
Bet a nigga never met the fool
Bitch you'll probably never do it
Settle for a second best while I'm dipping in the coupe
Money up Testarosa with my windows down
Cutting through Malibu
Totally fucking radical with a bad bitch rolling fatter doobs
OG or Gorilla Glue, roll one fucking roll two
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Then I got another one, came back in another one
Went home, parked that car came back in another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Then I bought another one, then I bought another one
Then I bought another one, came back in another one
Went home parked that car came back in another one
Then I got another one, nigga I got another one
[T.Y.:]
We making major plays, I hustle everyday
I'm nothing like these niggas, all they wan' do is hate
Back on that fly shit, like this was 2008
That sky blue G-Shock, with them ice creams on my feet
We in the game for millions, y'all in the game for bitches
The coupe can swallow the ceiling
Now we putting up signs that it's missing
Went to the gun show bought another one
So now my trigger finger itching
I swear I won't fold on my homies
On everything long as I'm living
You know we drive them Chevy's
I'm living my life like it's Belly
We smoking them big ol' buds
Gotta break it down with a machete
These fools ain't getting no money
And they don't got shit up in the bank
I spit that straight drop, take a dose tell me what you think
Make them drugs in the studio
Can't put myself 'round them stupid hoes
When we burn we burn two or more
And we don't move we let the shooters go
Introduced you to the high life
You only get one shot to do it right
Niggas mad 'cause they pockets tight
Past 11: 30 run into a light
Gone
[Curren$y:]
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Went home, parked that car came back with another one
And then I got another one, nigga I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Came back with another one, came back in another one
Went home parked that car came back in another one
Then I got another one, nigga I got another one
[Mr. Marcelo:]
Started off in the 'jects, then I landed in the jet
I be balling in New York like I play for the Mets
Niggas tryna run game, but I chew it like bubble gum
At 16 I got my first Benz at 19 I got another one
21 I got another one, 25 I got another one
Nigga I'm from the streets, the definition of a hustler
I don't move without mines, in this jungle full of lions
'Fore I jumped off the porch, I was peeking through the blinds
Yea my bitch is light brown, but the dope is dark gray
I get money in my sleep, which means I get it all day
First I got an AK, then I got myself another one
Then I got myself some money, so I guess I fell in love with guns
Niggas talk that OG shit, they don't talk it like me
Pockets heavy as a motherfucker, so they ain't walking like me
This is is audio d, yea we got a few keys
OG by the pound, yea we got a few P's
Jet Life we the streets, real talk that's facts
One phone call dog I have them shooters moving like a pack
Had the front and the back, Magnolia to the East
I started off with 100, and turned it to 100 G's
[Curren$y:]
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Went home, parked that car came back with another one
And then I got another one, nigga I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Came back with another one, came back in another one
Went home parked that car came back in another one
Then I got another one, nigga I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Went home, parked that car came back with another one
And then I got another one, nigga I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Came back with another one, came back in another one
Went home parked that car came back in another one
Then I got another one, nigga I got another one
Started the day in a Wraith
Ended the the night in your wife
Forgiato made the skates
I created this Jet Life
Conservative stunts with the ice
Still giving off light through the night
Couple killers ducked out of sight
But they inches away from your life
Stay cool, no sudden moves I'm criminal smooth
I done paid dues I done paid niggas who done paid you
I been the one you looked up to
I been the one that was coming through
Making music bout the shit too
Bet a nigga never met the fool
Bitch you'll probably never do it
Settle for a second best while I'm dipping in the coupe
Money up Testarosa with my windows down
Cutting through Malibu
Totally fucking radical with a bad bitch rolling fatter doobs
OG or Gorilla Glue, roll one fucking roll two
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Then I got another one, came back in another one
Went home, parked that car came back in another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Then I bought another one, then I bought another one
Then I bought another one, came back in another one
Went home parked that car came back in another one
Then I got another one, nigga I got another one
[T.Y.:]
We making major plays, I hustle everyday
I'm nothing like these niggas, all they wan' do is hate
Back on that fly shit, like this was 2008
That sky blue G-Shock, with them ice creams on my feet
We in the game for millions, y'all in the game for bitches
The coupe can swallow the ceiling
Now we putting up signs that it's missing
Went to the gun show bought another one
So now my trigger finger itching
I swear I won't fold on my homies
On everything long as I'm living
You know we drive them Chevy's
I'm living my life like it's Belly
We smoking them big ol' buds
Gotta break it down with a machete
These fools ain't getting no money
And they don't got shit up in the bank
I spit that straight drop, take a dose tell me what you think
Make them drugs in the studio
Can't put myself 'round them stupid hoes
When we burn we burn two or more
And we don't move we let the shooters go
Introduced you to the high life
You only get one shot to do it right
Niggas mad 'cause they pockets tight
Past 11: 30 run into a light
Gone
[Curren$y:]
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Went home, parked that car came back with another one
And then I got another one, nigga I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Came back with another one, came back in another one
Went home parked that car came back in another one
Then I got another one, nigga I got another one
[Mr. Marcelo:]
Started off in the 'jects, then I landed in the jet
I be balling in New York like I play for the Mets
Niggas tryna run game, but I chew it like bubble gum
At 16 I got my first Benz at 19 I got another one
21 I got another one, 25 I got another one
Nigga I'm from the streets, the definition of a hustler
I don't move without mines, in this jungle full of lions
'Fore I jumped off the porch, I was peeking through the blinds
Yea my bitch is light brown, but the dope is dark gray
I get money in my sleep, which means I get it all day
First I got an AK, then I got myself another one
Then I got myself some money, so I guess I fell in love with guns
Niggas talk that OG shit, they don't talk it like me
Pockets heavy as a motherfucker, so they ain't walking like me
This is is audio d, yea we got a few keys
OG by the pound, yea we got a few P's
Jet Life we the streets, real talk that's facts
One phone call dog I have them shooters moving like a pack
Had the front and the back, Magnolia to the East
I started off with 100, and turned it to 100 G's
[Curren$y:]
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Went home, parked that car came back with another one
And then I got another one, nigga I got another one
Then I got another one, then I got another one
Came back with another one, came back in another one
Went home parked that car came back in another one
Then I got another one, nigga I got another one
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