Currensy - The War on Drugs Feat. Young Roddy Lyrics
[Verse 1: Curren$y]Sharper than my nephew's edge up*****es tryna be under the Don so they step upApply to ride with your highnessOnly the best of the bunch, pick of the litterThe prized pup grew to be a big dogThis ain't new to me, seen it through my homies eyes, true OG'sNow I ride them pretty cars down gruesome streetsDead partners in my ear reminding me what these jealous niggas will do to meSo I can never sleepLight power nap, three hour flight, collect them stacksWe keep it moving we, can't stop, brake lines popHeadlines made, front pageI rock sweatpants on any occas', baby, why notMake a bop out of your lady, silencer from a potatoOG Bobby Johnson now I live like Ox, sonBig ass house son, weed in the bowl, I'm on the couch sonWith my homeboy in route, sonSo assassination attempts will yield a different outcomeI don't even really be 'bout noneBut my brothers watching son, so watch it son[Verse 2: Young Roddy]They say wake up and smell the FolgersBut I'm from the hood, when I wake up I smell yolaNow my girl want me back***** I tried to told you that one day I get this doughBut she thought that I was bogusSaid I'm acting funny since she get the cold shoulderLike I don't know herShit, Rod' a grown man, I'm no dojaThey label me a fo' nick totter, a marijuana smokerWho hardly ever sober I stay highed up, loadedUh, let's get this money that's what my uncle taught me, yeaI stand for something, now where your guts and glory, yeaAnd I'm no baby boy, Roddy no JodyI got real nigga status fool, I bet your lady know meI'm killing these cowards tell them haters die slowlyThey hate to see me up and see me ball like GinóbiliThey'd rather see me injured on the side like KobeBut it's crunch time I gotta get mine, them pussies owe me, nigga[Hook x4]Amongst the thunder and clouds, we breaks it downMoving in silence, but them actions speak loudThey try to Xerox the flows, we switch our style
