[Intro: Curren$y]
Uh
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Swung by on the car phone, niggas looking
Six pots on the stove, everybody cooking
Jet Life over hoes, fuck how you took it
I'ma shoot the straight, bro, everybody crooked
Risk was large, but we took it, we not pussy
'61 Impala, hydraulics and new bushings
Sitting outside plotting on to push it
To the limit
Just how Scarface did it
[Post-Chorus: Curren$y]
All them Rozay lyrics
Pour some OJ in it
A lil' cut on that Henny
Stack it, spend it
We in them vintage Brabus, Benzes
I'm that nigga, they just made in my image
[Verse 1: Ben Kenobe]
Some nights in the pouring rain
I can hear the angels sing sad songs of Chattel slaves
Tombstones, battle gravеs
War cries, saddle blazing
Yeah, rеsurrected so I can't die
You stepping on a landmine, I'm winning by a land slide
From where niggas let them hands fly
We ain't talking beaches when we mention tan lines
Tryna reach my goals, devil tryna reach my soul
Pressure on me take a toll, an expensive role
Real niggas never fold, but to each his own
When they see you in the zone, know they greet you cold (Greet you cold, nigga)
Read the ghetto Quran, 50 taught us how to rob
Still beat the odds, it been hard, swear to God (Swear to God)
Still on the job, hundred thousand dollar cars, all praise to Allah (Skrrt, all praise)
This the life of a don, I could almost shed a tear
When the light hit the charm, I could turn chandelier
Feel right, but it's wrong when you live how we live
But it's only one life, every night, do it big (What's up?)
Somethin' serious
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Swung by on the car phone, niggas looking
Six pots on the stove, everybody cooking
Jet Life over hoes, fuck how you took it
I'ma shoot the straight, bro, everybody crooked
Risk was large, but we took it, we not pussy
'61 Impala, hydraulics and new bushings
Sitting outside, plottin' on how to push it
To the limit
Just how Scarface did it
[Verse 2: Ben Kenobe]
I ain't got a limit
Front page business
I came with it
I made Guinness
I stay grinning
'Cause I stay giving
Well paid nigga, I'ma self made nigga
Ben Kenobe, dog, I'm out the district, we built different
You would think we came from mount Olympus, who say we didn't?
Hold metal like we won Olympics, was in the trenches
Hate they use the ghetto as a gimmick, this how living
Instead of looking out for me, niggas got it out for me
Damn, why you doubting me? They ain't know it's alchemy
Black sorcery, forces tryna torture me
But I keep my sword with me and I keep the lord with me
Long nights like the winter solstice, the Winter Soldier
Winner circle, the highest price is what win me over
When we win, it's gon' shift the culture, won't catch me sober
Couple twisted and getting faded like Sammy Sosa
Got me bent, thinking I ain't him, I was raised with soldiers
Taking over, I'm tapped inside of a different focus
Shit in motion while trapped inside of these fleeting moments
Getting closer, the trumpets blowing, gon' need some closure
The new Moses
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Swung by on the car phone, niggas looking
Six pots on the stove, everybody cooking
Jet Life over hoes, fuck how you took it
I'ma shoot the straight, bro, everybody crooked
Risk was large, but we took it, we not pussy
'61 Impala, hydraulics and new bushings
Sitting outside plotting on to push it
To the limit
Just how Scarface did it
[Post-Chorus: Curren$y]
All them Rozay lyrics
Pour some OJ in it
A lil' cut on that Henny
Stack it, spend it
We in them vintage Brabus, Benzes
I'm that nigga, they just made in my image (They just made in my image)
[Outro: Curren$y]
This God-given, not gimmicks (Not gimmicks)
This that championship for pendants (Pendants)
First place medals, golden cup (Golden cup)
The winners have entered, raise your glasses to us (Raise your glasses to us)
Yeah
La-da-da, la-da, la-da, la-da, da-da (Keep the E in it, Chevys on switches, smokin' weed in it, you know, skrrt)
