Mugello Red Curren$y & Harry Fraud (Ft. Rick Ross)

[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah
La música de Harry Fraud
East side, on mind, it's like every time
Several lowriders outside in a line
Couldn't decide which one to drive
Hopped in that foreign, lit a fat one, closed my eyes
Yeah, yeah
Told the driver drive and wake me up when we arrive

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
We use Rolls Royce umbrellas, no regard for the weather
Keep me out the rain and in the shade, nigga I'm good forever
I'm cool wherever
We park in the city, hop out
You know I'm smoking something better
Got something pretty with me
That nigga there a veteran, stood with niggas who been stepping
Two time felons, smoking, cracking jokes and ready to catch their next one
I tried to tell him, matter fact I never stop trying
Until I put him in the same mind frame that I am
Showed you how that money pile, but didn't show you how, that ain't your friend
He want it all for him until he fall
Don't wanna see their dogs live as large as them, they ain't men
The teams that they on will never win
Jet Life Establishment, Rolexes and whips, palaces extravagant
We hustled for all of this
It's nothing to get up in the morn’, lay out a 'fit, next season shit
Sneak preview drip you gotta pray to get
East side