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Stay Up

(álbum: Jet Files - 2011)


[Hook Fly Union:]
Shit dun changed, and I'm a be the same
Never switching lanes, it's why I stay up in the sky
Yeah, it's why I stay up in the sky
Oh, it's why I stay up in the sky

[Verse 1 Curren$y:]
Yeah, I fell asleep on the plane
Woke up to cameras flashing and people screaming my name
They seem to think their agendas all hidden but they isn't
I been onto these swindlers for a minute
Bad girls at the party being tough and drinking Guiness
Though I'm a play it straight and sip a couple Shirley Temples
Low-key with a sober mental, at least until I get to my car
I got a joint to spark that's waiting in my glove-compartment
Got to point to proved personal shit I admit I'm caught in
In the end we'll compare moves and then see who's the smartest
Somewhere between the rich and famous and the starving artist
I embody that, so I spit which will relate to all them... yeah, fool

[Hook]

[Verse 2 Curren$y:]
Yeah, do it the Jet way
Put it in the air like I just called the past play
Them niggas wasn't there, they're just talking hear-say
Them suckers only in the hood on video days
When it's police barricades and video-tapes
Ain't being real, they just being real fake
I got real-estate, a couple plenty closing dates, I'm straight
I know them haters was like "Homie gon' fall off, just wait"
Now they can't walk in their bitch crib without seeing my face
Chalk it up to wroking hard and constantly talking to God
Produce your Jet membership or you cannot come abord
We flying over you squares, fucking checker boards

[Hook]

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