letra de for seasons - curren$y
higher than ever, great leather
hair as two letters
double s’s, i love them chevy’s to death
the n-gg-s fakin, ain’t ready, forgetting they lines on set
don’t know how to play they role, they more inclined to play themselves
i just live amongst them trees
baking goodies, ki pull the ounce
smoking with them b-tches got them smoking in the kitchen
pots whippin, i’m chillin
me and my n-gg- grub like kings and then we dippin
interstate, lane change up
rover ranger ’96, light is flickin like them blankers
i motivate, i’m stoned, i’m mind blown
but i be thinking, matching benzes in 10 days
kids live to talk about it like ace did
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
n-gg- pay that up front like a ferrari truck
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
fool pay that up front like a ferrari truck
yeah my n-gg- be in this b-tch, smoking strong
that’s the long, got some sh-t that get you gone
wyatt cell, dyone oh, i’ma do this whole verse without no punchlines
king chip really living, f-ck it one time
spit it, hit me up, and i was in vegas
like you need some weed, i say h-ll yeah
must have read my mind, red beat, 12 thousand dollar outfit
and that tech g, i don’t own n-body sh-t, king chip debt free
matter fact, couple cleveland killers owe me
i can tell them keep it, have them run upon you no p
like inside my head, h-lla weed, h-lla d-ck cop
me and spitta smoke too much to not have dreadlocks
stalking haters on my twitter, sniping them with head shots
b-tch -ss 8th grade, a f-cking hater, dead now
d-mn that n-gg- chip is crazy, maybe it’s the weed spitting
erybody know there ain’t n-body cold as these n-gg-s
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
n-gg- pay that up front like a ferrari truck
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
we just worry bout the money but them b-tches gonna come
fool pay that up front like a ferrari truck
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