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curren$y, fiend & g-style - wrote my way كلمات أغنية

[intro: curren$y]
yeah , yeah, yeah
eastside, turn it up some

[verse 1: curren$y]
tablet full of dreams, garage full of machines
thank god for that ink, i wrote my way to everything
sl500, white like a wedding cake
amg hammers on it, wouldn’t roll any other way
parked the lowriders for a couple of weeks
i showed a different type of love to the street, this is me
them suckas can’t compete, rollin a plane, andretti og
stay in yo’ lane, don’t come f_ckin’ with me
this summer, we stunt ’em to sleep, euthanise by the ride
bunch of haters died, but ain’t n0body cry
bunch of haters died, but ain’t n0body cry

yeah

[interlude: fiend]
yeah, jones
possessed, uh

[verse 2: fiend]
i swear this hunger’s different
invite ’em all from forty, come and visit
since lunch lines, always optimistic
wind conditions apocalyptic
i forget to mention, they got suspicion
every bar bring new subscription, they askin’ me what i’m dealin’
dog food flow, now a canine on the premises
avoid the pen’ off my penmanship, they interested in my membership
cuttin’ the dope is like censorship
the foes in the building, but the four_fifth in this
[verse 3: g style]
stickin’ and movin’ for the love of the dough
only been home for two years, b_tch, i’m all in though
back like i never left, you still takin’ baby steps
jets at you n_ggas’ necks, around my set i get respect
keep it gangsta til i go, for my c they bought that 7 series
white_on_white, m_kitted, watchin’ all this new jewelry
i was just fightin’ life, gearin’ up, pickin jury
suckas can’t stand near me, talks when i’m gone
because they fear me, never been a sucka, hustlin’ motherf_cker
silly_rabbit n_gga, tricks are for kids , look what i did
made nothin’ out of somethin’, somethin’ out of nothin’
god blessed me with this gifts, so i’ma keep it comin’

- curreny fiend g style

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