Sky Barz

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Curren$y - Rap

Sky Barz

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[Intro: Curren$y] Yeah So even if I don't really hear myself I ain't supposed to trip, right? I really don't know Right, I don't hear myself Yeah I got The Celtics in the finals, Jets, nigga [Verse 1: Curren$y] You little niggas better do ya job and roll up, and watch how we blow up You can't deny it, the Planes is so tough Every month we give the world new stuff The streets love it, homie, they can't get enough But really what's amazin' is how I keep blazin' In my hotel room, knowing that my manager is downstairs waitin' He said "Spitta, hurry up, you got a meeting, and you know you can't be late for this" I told him like Jadakiss, homie, we gon' make it, chill Steppin' out the elevator smellin' like a pound of Kush And lookin' like I jumped out of the fashion pages Spitta, nigga, I bring it back My punchlines had the other niggas like, why didn't I think of that Offbeat but on track I'm on my fly shit, you niggas just on crack Shout to Sneaker Politics, I put my homies on the map 'Cause they always sendin' me free shit All of that elite shit, none of that cheap shit these other suckers get From sneaky arms dealers with a trunk full of kicks And this rap game drive a nigga straight nuts Like they sleepin' on me in a School Daze, Lawrence Fishburne, could you please tell these niggas to wake up? [Verse 2: Young Roddy] And I can't feed my family if the can me So I stand tall, Marcus Camby Lawyer Try'na and tax, can't let 'em Uncle Sam me That's word to my nigga Super Stanley Be damned if I go hard and lose it like Randy Old hoes got the nerve to say I'm gettin' fancy Props to my chick that hold me down in Miami Old school Ballys, baby, now that's a classic Now they say I'm actin' like a nigga never had shit The new face of the league, call me Sebastian And my Philly chick call all my hammers ratchets Spitta been told you that we puff puff passin' And you can smell the purple reefer through the package And the weed still sticky like a cactus

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  • Curren$y