[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
East side all mine, just like every time
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
Ah, ah, ah
Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life (Yeah, yeah)
Jet Life, Jet Life, nigga, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Jet Life, Jet Life, nigga, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh
[Chorus: Curren$y]
If the shit fall, who could I call?
Nobody, fool, all I got is myself, dawg
So I hustle hard, a hunnid stacks in the vault
Just a lil' bounce back, make sure that we forever ball
If the shit fall, who could I call?
Nobody, fool, all I got is myself, dawg
That's why I hustle hard, a hunnid stacks in the vault
Just a lil' bounce back, make sure that we forever ball
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Yeah, youngins on handlebars, totin' sawed-offs
Just when you thought you'd seen it all
These niggas turn into Transformers when this green involved
Thinkin' that's your nigga, that's the one who plottin' to kill you
Street shit, I'm quite familiar, I was raised by dealers
Life stealers, who quite realer than them old niggas
In the background of your pictures, ho nigga
Your daddy was scared of the goons who used to drop me off at school
People ain't know the kinda shit I was off into
Silent rider, destined for dollars
Musical scholar, pennin' his own products, straight narcotics
Watch me turn this beat into a foreign with a spoiler on it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
East side all mine, just like every time
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
Ah, ah, ah
Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life (Yeah, yeah)
Jet Life, Jet Life, nigga, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Jet Life, Jet Life, nigga, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh
[Chorus: Curren$y]
If the shit fall, who could I call?
Nobody, fool, all I got is myself, dawg
So I hustle hard, a hunnid stacks in the vault
Just a lil' bounce back, make sure that we forever ball
If the shit fall, who could I call?
Nobody, fool, all I got is myself, dawg
That's why I hustle hard, a hunnid stacks in the vault
Just a lil' bounce back, make sure that we forever ball
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Yeah, youngins on handlebars, totin' sawed-offs
Just when you thought you'd seen it all
These niggas turn into Transformers when this green involved
Thinkin' that's your nigga, that's the one who plottin' to kill you
Street shit, I'm quite familiar, I was raised by dealers
Life stealers, who quite realer than them old niggas
In the background of your pictures, ho nigga
Your daddy was scared of the goons who used to drop me off at school
People ain't know the kinda shit I was off into
Silent rider, destined for dollars
Musical scholar, pennin' his own products, straight narcotics
Watch me turn this beat into a foreign with a spoiler on it
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