J.L.R. - Curren$y, Young Roddy, Smoke DZA

‘Fore I left up my house

I kill it while I’m on the

Ehm, life

Fuck are you takin' me for?

One of you sucker niggas who forget the set when he blow

Thou shalt not rest until I make my whole fam rich

Uh, my shift on the flo

My top in the trunk homie, my phone in the dunk

Finishin' up a jurnt, had it almost rolled

‘Fore I left out my house, I kill it while I’m on the road

On the way to your girl house, you don’t know that’s mine

Smashed out at my homie crib, as far as it goes

Snatch the shower, change clothes, back to the same old

Triple OG Gang, the furry kangol

Keeping everything the same, word to what I drove

Double S Impala bubble on the stock chromes

Opportunity came knockin' but I wasn’t home

I was at opportunity house, takin' the valuables out

Like fuck that, we want it now

This is jet life, my niggas is buying stocks

Like fuck that, we want it now

This is jet life, my god sons want drops

The fuck you thought this was dawg?

We them illest motherfuckers after all

We’ll have this whole world changed by tomorrow

J.L.R

Like the fuck you thought this was dawg?

We them endless motherfuckers after all

We’ll have this whole world changed by tomorrow

J.L.R

J.L.R

Aye what they thought this was dawg?

We them endless motherfuckers after all

We’ll have this whole world changed by tomorrow

Nigga I’m bound to make it

I told ‘em hoes I was gonna be ballin'

Like the shot off that glass, uh I caused it

They talkin' ‘bout all my camp, nigga beg your pardon

I ain’t never had no foreign whip but I had a foreign bitch

Chasin' juvenile like in the trip

And we all don’t get no chance like this

So I’m goin' in, I’ll try my best to dodge them pigs

Tried my best to dodge that pig

If I could I’d do it again

Money racks they spend, I do it big

Check my paw prints, got the skills to pay my rent

Got enough game to take your bitch, girl be fuckin' me big

My jersey numba and my main bitch

Be a 10, that’s some playa shit

But where we from only strong win, and thats J.L.R

Yea yea yea

Rrriiight, the fuck you thought this was dawg

We them illest motherfuckers after all

Have this whole world changed by tomorrow

I’ll be the young high fellow, fly mellow

Straight from the ghetto, illest nigga out the triborough

And I’m the newest member of the jet life team

And i’mma bring my nigga Phelps mad more cream

Lo galore, kill these niggas looks fo' sha

Bout to takem em back where thirstin took ‘em before

Ah, Kushed god, hear my scriptures

Know you see me in the Mag posing like Tazz in my picture

Rugby’s on the bed, rugby’s on the wall, rugby’s on the floor

Mirror, mirror, still the freshest of them all

I feel you bro, now them bitches think I’m ballin'

So they be actin' differently when I be up in Harlem