Jets At Ya Neck Curren$y (Ft. Trademark Da Skydiver, Whizz (USA) & Young Roddy)

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Jet life jet life jet life jet life

[Verse 1 Curren$y]
Yeah, G'r then youv'e ever been and everywhere you never went
A decorated veteran
My bitches keep it very trill say they swagga jackin daddy
I say fuck it baby girl we gon' let him live
Too much money not enough time to get it and want power before they drop the ball
Brand new socks and long jon draws I want it all
My young nigga told y'all it's getting cold out here dog
Bundle up motherfuck being the runner-up
4 niggas deep though number one is us
Text homie and tell him his number's up
You services are no longer needed
Rocka bye baby word to Kesha
Broad day jets and monsta beats kill niggas on tape
Many a track has met his fate at the hands of Spitta Andretti
Them niggas is half way shook and all the way not ready

Chorus:
And I'm gon' keep on driving and smoking
Long as baby keep rolling them nice ones up and passing 'em over to me
I done it how my triple O showed me
Smile when I ride by, they proud of a grown me
The climb was lonely
Got to the top and I stood there on my own feet
2
Trill niggas form the best crew now it's jets at ya motherfuckin' neck fool