Top of the Money Curren$y

[Intro]
Yea... Yea... Yea
This ain't no mixtape
Damn we might have just named my album
Yea... Yea... uh

[Verse 1]
Grey polo sweats yellow gold rolex
Blue facial mask, ya'll niggas ain't on that
One of the best rappers, you ain't heard yet
Though over the years I've enjoyed minor success
Where would underground rap be minus the jets?
At home living inside it's all kind of depressed
Gotta watch where I step, there's all kind of traps
Trying to keep me on the ground, I ain't got time for that
Trying to put me in my rhymes where we supposed to be at
Fly society mansion with swimming pools in the back
New Orleans what's happenin?
Yea your dude is back
Might see me in traffic in the Caprice classic
With the windows crackin, it's me flicking my ashes
Cut the check and I cash it
Blow it all on glasses
95 air maxes and mad pounds of Cali
No socks with the bad ones them bitches keep lookin at me