Jet Fuel
(专辑: Welcome To The Winner's Circle - 2008)
[Curren$y:] Yeah, yeah Back at it Welcome to the
Winner's Circle, nigga Yeah Balcony rap, lawn chair, palm trees Open up a
sack, roll up like long sleeves Nigga this is that, in the
booth there's a
calm breeze Spitta Nigga in your ears where I
oughta be I
don't crave attention but I
won't let you ignore me Spitta, yeah nigga that's him With a
Cali green politics New Era brim Some people get mad when I
talk about how fresh I
am But I
keep doing it to aggravate them Picking bubba kush buds off the
stems While my diamonds shine blue like a
xenon lens Make the
baddest bitches fall out when I
fall in, Spitta Quick shift, vroom, I'ma take off Accelerating fast, I'm just getting to the
pay off Zipping through the
city, getting money til I
lay off The
land of the
fly, I'm just floating from the
break off Soaring through the
sky, looking at it from another view I
see the
sun shining, forty thou climate I
ain't never coming down, that's what I
decided I
like it up here better, progressing from the
[?] Jet Fly forever, I
stay high whenever Whatever degrees I'ma [?] for cheddar Heavy on the
trees like I
grew 'em all together Roll it up and chief [?] my level See me in the
streets, fly gifted I'm disappearing through the
fog with a
sky vision of this life high living Bleeding my [?] til the
day I
reach the
top The
FS Jet set never breath then stop, we coming [Trademark Da Skydiver:] Skydiver, I'm back Head first out the
747 with no parachute pack I
glide through the
sky like I
got wings on my back Revving a
911 Porsche 'cause my money's intact In fact my swag's so back to the
future In the
present 'cause I'm destined for stacks in the
future Grinding til my pockets fatter than Rasputia Not part of the
Cool Kids but I
rep for the
coolest And you could ask Roddy, I'm so stuck on this cool shit Stay fresh with some fly kicks, just watch how I
do this Watch and a
chain that's complimenting the
Louie's Everything is exclusive, from the
chicks to the
new whips Condo and crib [?] [?] moving and it's way more than music We got it from here 'cause you don't know what you doing Homie it's our year, these wack niggas is losing and ruin I
still let my niggas fuck the
bitches I
be getting on And [?] interest that I'm sitting on Same hoes that slept on me, same hoes I'm shitting on It's foreign whips, I'm getting my stick shifting on Never been an actor, never get my Eddie Griffin on I'ma hella cool but I
still could get my henchmen on Skipped a
couple classes but math, got my addition on Still pimp my ride, gotta get my Xzibit on And from all different angles I
peep game And you ain't gotta ask, I
keep change I
buy a
bitch a
drink like T-Pain Tipsy like [?] swerving in three lanes Purple kush keep a
nigga gliding like King James Ride around this bitch til my knee sprained Far from Pusha T
but I'm part of a
re-gang