Ferrari Saga - Curren$y

Ferrari Saga - Curren$y

Альбом
The Legend of Harvard Blue
Год
2016
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
199410

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Ferrari Saga

Curren$y

Rainy nights, streetlights

Ideal situation for this presentation

PowerPoint, crumbling that flower to roll a joint

Disassemble your empire in an hour

Dissolve that shit if it don’t involve my clique

We want all of this, coward quick throw in yo towel

You’re not built, you not equipped

Fucker you might get kicked

You don’t really stand that tall homie you on stilts

And when the real get revealed, oh man

That mask get pealed off, damn

You got a real issue on your hands

You got soldiers awaiting command

Getting in serious shit with bad leadership

That only leads to defeated cliques, defeated chips

And I ain’t tryna see that shit

I gotta keep this circle of bosses really close nit

Homie and you know this

Smoking, reminiscing Tony coked up

Damn life fucked up even when you blow up

Late nights in my testarossa

Hope the po-po's, don’t roll up on us

I don’t know if they gone try and smoke us

In the club where gold diggers approach us

Thinking they gone try and come up on us

This shit ain’t no different from your corners

Skyhigh, paper to the ceiling

Lord what is this feeling like a coke rush

And I’m drugging not dealing getting high of the thousand dollar band peeling

Hit a corner in my Impala

Three wheeling, parked it just to start a Ferrari

Heard some hoes is brokenhearted

But baby I’m sorry

I’m all about this money darling

Stuntin', ballin', all through New Orleans

You know that bitch wanna be where them stars is

Hundred thousand dollar cars is

Bars is laced with that raw, get a taste, you astonished

Hooked on it, totally lost in them murky waters where them sharks swim

Clown get drown while we forever on some don shit looking down

I’m on a yacht, Binoculars out

Islands I spot, we finna plot on it

Yeah, Smoking, reminiscing Tony coked up

Damn life fucked up even when you blow up

Late nights in my testarossa

Hope the po-po's, don’t roll up on us

I don’t know if they gone try and smoke us

In the club where gold diggers approach us

Thinking they gone try and come up on us

This shit ain’t no different from your corners

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