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CURREN$Y FT. NOREAGA & STYLES P lyrics : "Boss Dealings"

So there's about a million ways to make a million dollars
I know some chicks who try to make it from they baby fathers
I know some ^!$$%s that will shoot you right in front of cops

And do that 23 hour lock in the box
As a youth I prayed I make it out of poverty
Without rap, I would still be in the robbery

Self conscious, self made, got my life out of coach, upgrade
They try to claim, it's a brand new game
Some brand new ^!$$% sounded brand new lames

A brand new view from young og's perspective
I love new port so I stop but necklace
I grew out of that, and got rid of it

And made chicks see chicks on they period, eww
Uh that's nasty, got a song with Cassidy
That should prolly tell you that I'm at least half classy

Reefer smoke, reefer smoke, $#&@ it let the reefer smoke
They can't afford the sour so they go and get the cheaper smoke
It's premeditated, I'ma highly dedicated, highly medicated, %#@!, $#&@ it ^!$$%


Smoking the joint, scribbled in my tablets
Stone thoughts ^!$$%, scared of brain mathematics

Weed blurring my vision, still see them digits add up to that Bentley trunk
Parking since it's beeping when I back up
I ain't got enough, but by the time you hear this

I instagram that mother$#&@er, high boxing it
So many clouds we smoking looking like a Rolland explosion
Them bad (*##$es know him, kush and Gucci cologne

Releasing they pheromones, she ^^&$#*,
Looking for escape, rows her man's be on it
Cops style, that (*##$ wild, I'm parked outside

I'm waiting on up, back door flow,
Host sled and a cope of weed rolled up, drove all
Jet life never die, g code cause, pinky finger's frozen

Cuban link golden, only bill for that %#@! that them ^!$$%s kill for
Audio dope, fly as everything you never saw, forever raw
Yeah, that's us dog


^!$$% you ain't getting high, what the $#&@ you give a $#&@ for
I just float, and watch the money come up

So when I was 12 own %#@!, when I was 21
Whether walking or driving, I'm on the money run
Do it for jail ^!$$%, Michael wave and they honey bun

Now everybody bout that life, you got shooters
I'ma shoot an eye out your life
That's the off%#@!, bull%#@!, couple ^!$$%s and corpses

Ask the security, y'all ^!$$%s up in the office
I get busy with the pounds skeeze and tourist
That's a loaded gun, ^!$$% start the vet, let the motor run

Like the jedi, watch yoda come,
Tell em $#&@ em all ^!$$% yeah I said it
I like to buy my %#@!, I don't care for credit

You can blank it out, I don't care to edit
Any rapper alive is who I dare to set it, yeah
It's gold spitter in no, let your man know

I have your face looking like you just $#&@ed up and endo, ew, ^!$$%, ew, ^!$$%.


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