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Curren$y - Ventilation Lyrics

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  • (Jet life)
  • White carpet in my star face house
  • No one to gon dis on my scar faced spouse
  • My IV the twisted reefer and delivering that dough
  • To the front door like a piece of carrying her own
  • Always financially she don't need me
  • She is just in love with a real nigger continuously weedin
  • At my under closed location my grow space is reading up on vintage V12 engines
  • and the greatest strains this season
  • and I grind for that very reason
  • the toxic air that I'm breathin a leave an average man weakened
  • watermarks still on the houses as I drive by
  • crack the soundproofs let a cloud out it
  • trill shit
  • Next time I vacate I'm bringing all my cars on a plane with me
  • Lor' see the same we gonna make it an' show our folks how to make them millions
  • Grapplin' hooks scaleing the building rap with no hooks I'm high hows you feelin'
  • Captin hook wild'n in the ceiling though no stealin that shit heard I know the feeling
  • these niggas a borrowin yo style like you wasn't about to go do nuttin with it
  • That's why I only kick it with real niggas like Dom Kennedy
  • and people I ain't got to name cuz they was probly here gettin high wit me
  • If you don't know where to put it at than I'll ride wit it
  • There I try to lose you in the system for some weed in my city
  • In the heart ain't no love or no pity
  • Looking for charity that dog don't hunt don't come in the woods with it
  • (Jet life)

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