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Låttexter: Curren$y. Pilot Talk. Example.

Yeah
And
Where..
Haven't..
We..
Been yet
Uh
They look up the Jets
You can't stop the planes
Nigga you can't do a thang

Verse:

Uh machete sharp
My dream's realized a Ferrari horse
Global domination ruling ma thoughts
Never let 'em play you
Fuck 'em sideways, always until they pay you
Reimburse me for payed dues
The money made me move
Running thru my shoes
For the day that I can kick 'em off
Relax

I said i quit smoking these beats but I relapsed
We heard yo shit and we laugh
That bitch saw that herb you twisting and she passed
She rather see me make that 6-4 lean back
Flow hippy, comfortable bean bags, chill
I tell you a secret if you can keep it
Shhhhl, real
Sucker ass niggas cooking all kind of bullshit
Suckatash all stuck to the dishes
Wonder why i won't eat with ya
Boss tha fuck up
Be someone, nigga
I am an example of what happens when you quit being afraid to gamble
Shook the dice and rolled
When niggas like you woulda stay shook and frozed
I get busy
You think you know you aint sure

Fool.