Example Curren$y

[Intro]
Yeah
And where haven't we been yet?
Ugh
They look up to the Jets
Can't stop the planes (Ugh)
Nigga, you can't do a thing

[Verse]
Ugh, machete-sharp
My dreams realized: the Ferrari horse
Global domination ruling my thoughts, never let 'em play you
Fuck 'em sideways, always, until they pay you
Reimbursement for paid dues
The money made me move; running through my shoes—
For the day that I can kick 'em off, relax
I said I'd quit smoking these beats, but I relapsed
We heard your shit, and we laughed
That bitch saw that herb you twisting, and she passed
She'd rather see me make that six-four lean back (Zoom)
Flow hippy, comfortable: beanbag
Chill!
I tell you a secret if you could keep it—shhh: "Real"
Sucker-ass niggas cooking all kind of bullshit
Succotash all stuck to the dishes