I'm gettin' hella mail from jail, niggas tellin' me to kill it When they get out I'll bring them 'round some bitches Shinobi, how I kick it, "American
Like the Pilot get the pot We can get it crackin in here Audio Dope We track traffickin And they askin for mo is you back again? And I ain't talking
from inside, give you insight on the situation cuz I done it twice. Done the dotted line tight rope walk where the suits want results they don't talk
's all good It's already i Yeah, it's already understood Ain't nothin Still the same old, that's all Ain't nothin change fool {Verse one} [Curren$y]
Uh yea fool and you cant do a thing about it bitches know the planes got it yea you want to live in a house don't want grass to grow your homeboys
Yeah And Where.. Haven't.. We.. Been yet Uh They look up the Jets You can't stop the planes Nigga you can't do a thang Verse: Uh machete sharp My dream
' smoke so G's gon' get highed up Fuck all that shit you talk, you ain't got no Byzantine chain, Chutes & Ladders, Chevy's - candy canes bitches tangled in my slang - pilot
Dope cuts motherfucker catch up, the girls eyes wondering she wan' know if that's us Heard about that spitter's stroke and she won't be next up Only man talking
[And you could tell From distance trynna figure The reals say I'm But I'm still And you could tell] [Spitta in them monsta beats radioactive (3X)]
Yeahh... Jets Fool, Pilot Talk Nigga, Everybody around this bitch got money, We ain't never gon run outta weed, yeah, look up [VERSE 1] Hollow a mountain
[Intro] Uh Scoo do do do do do do Racecars and Weed Jars Nigga [Verse 1] I got a style for every bump in ya face, Greaseball ass nigga, Pontiac Judge
the scope I gotta stay fresh, They just wanna see ya fallin' The only reason the cameras are when ya walkin' The only reason they listenin' when ya talkin
Yea, and this is what I do yea, lames catch feelings we catch flights ? seen him till you seen him, jet life yea lames catch feelings we catch flights
reset press enter [Hook] [Curren$y] Mission Impossible completed obstacles are obstacle illusions, we don't really see 'em They put rules in place cuz y
Curren$y: yeaaah, race car driver, in my own fuckin' mind, Spitta Andretti, yes i'm anticipatin these niggas hatin' yeah they waitin' that's fine. Maco
this is revenge like when them Russians caught us all on with the red light no bullets just pens no machine guns just machined up rims yea I let me fitted
shit No lie im flyin im so roasted Money bitches Testerosis viva click a few mamosis Bring you through my ups and downs life is like a roller coaster [Curren$y
[Intro:] Uh Scoo do do do do do do Racecars and Weed Jars Nigga [Verse 1:] I got a style for every bump in ya face, Greaseball ass nigga, Pontiac Judge
