Curren$y Full Metal текст песни, слова песни Full Metal Curren$y
Curren$y - Full Metal
I call my brother Sun cause he shine like...
Noon time Alaska on the turnpike
Maneuvering minds GT5 My nerves is iced
And I wouldn't change none of it at hind sight, believe this
Cause if I wouldn't have been that then I wouldn't be this
Inspiration for niggas who out there chasing that paper
Walkin the walk, and running over them haters
Outline it in chalk, that conversation is deaded
Cause I'm living for the loot n you wasn't talkin no bread biiitch
Cake all layerish, playa all himalayerish, got the 420 vision
Rollin doobies up, rollin doobies up, up in the incision
Moroccan furnishings, projection screens built in my ceilings
I spit the picture so vivid because I'm really livin
This jet life, tennis shoes n tuxedos
Them other fools ain't fly, they fuckin mosquitoes
Don't work, they just cry and whine
Fuckin pinot grigio
You need to get on your grind
Stack a stack of dead people, that den done some presidential time
For that cash I brung a claim tag, this is mine
Fuck you doin with that... dough
Az holdin the baby, peepin the whole scene, I'm bout to blow
You know...
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