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Corvette Rally Stripes
Curren$y feat. The Alchemist, Havoc & Wiz Khalifa
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Armor-piercing, no defense against
Who his henchmen is, what they pension is
Conquer by division them
Have his homeboy hit him
So close, he couldn't believe it
Happened so fast, it was like slow motion when all the witnesses seen it
You might get a pass one time depending on who your people is
My AirMax colorway coral reef, constant heaters
We watching the game, the whole gym was watching our side of the bleachers
Now who the man?
Candy cane Corvette rally stripes
Paint fresh, it ain't dry yet
My driveway, a motherfucking stunt fest
Nigga, I'm really from this
Choosing the opposite side would be a dumb bet
Dumbo fly, elephant print
My Cement 3 footsteps
Laney High Jordan 5s
Lake Shore Drive, Ferrari horses
Floormat carpet embroidery
She told me tape it while she did it, hope that made it mean more to me
Girl, I ain't even got my phone with me
Collecting thots, collecting drops, had to cop a warehouse
30 cars in that motherfucker, doors open, they spread out
Put a pool table in the middle of that motherfucker like a player house
Roll 30 fatties, then I let 'em all air out
Come over here
Coming
What is it?
That car, look
What about it? Never seen it before
Yeah, let me get some of this shit real quick
Address up, they put under, my fingernails tell a story, don't it?
I'm with that shit, condone it
Empty out on niggas, reload it, I'm in the moment
Out the mouth, foaming at my opponents to catch the bonus
We never put them on notice and if you noticed
The streets birthed us, the pain nursed us
The money cursed us, don't got respect, and it's worthless
Living my life's purpose on purpose, they had to hear us
Only a little kid and they still clapping near us
They made us feel this, but shit you talking is smoke and mirrors
Your whole career is
The hoes could hear us
And break they neck to get anywhere fucking near us
It's a numbers game, the hunger pang helped me figure it out
Paper, living with it instead of living without
If there's any other doubt, the semis is coming out
That pretty much sums it up, I don't gotta spell it out
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Really, Paolo, a sportscar motor's built for speed
Why should we hurry, Louisa? We're in no rush
In any case, we're early as it is
Chinchillas, big dinners
Yellow Tail on a boat with a little champagne
Won't you take a sip with us?
We rich niggas
From the bottom, they don't want to, but they gotta let us
Lot of cheese, need a lot of lettuce
I ain't greedy, but I need mine
Growing up, I ain't see the signs
On a PJ, let my seat recline
Three and a half hour flight, I'm decorating my house
I got Wi-Fi, I need to see designs
A couple scripts for my show, I need to read my lines
A couple weeks on the road, a couple freaks getting blowed
A lot of ashes on the white seats in my Rolls
We pull up, they could smell us when we getting close
Open the door, smell the smoke, see me flick my roach
Move like a player, so be careful when you approach
Sit on the field, got my chair ready, I'm the coach
And I ain't flying coach
I be flying private, don't even have to post
My bitch is right beside me, she grinding that dope
I started in the car service, now we in the Rolls
Rick Owens on my toes
Both wrists are froze
Just picked up a pound of that kush like I'm supposed to
Only hang around real niggas like I'm supposed to
Only pass my joint to niggas I'm really close to
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Natural exuberance possessed me
Step on it, you're not gonna let that old thing pass you
I suppose this is example of relativity
Relativity is the reason why when I drive the car, it's like a speed trial at Indianapolis
And when he drives the car, it's just torture
Be careful, for Pete's sake
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