CURREN$Y - 10 Bricks lyrics
rate meI’ll slow it down for ‘em, you know?
Sometimes they say you gotta laugh
You might laugh to cry out
Oh man, when you get time to relax?
That's the question, know what I’m saying?
Homie, I just lost my only paper, back to square one
Feel like misery is my only neighbor
They say God protect us, I dunno why I feel safer with a burner
Getting high got me locked up in the prison
Smelling like last night, why people selling their soul for the fast life?
No nobody loves it and they tell us go fight for the flag, but don't fight for them colors
Watch some television, have you baptized and your brain washed
What to wear, where to live, what to do when a friend is a friend with a motive
And broke plans have a nigga down, feeling hopeless
Hoping I can make mills 'fore I lay on my back
On the block where a million niggas flipping packs
Grabbing my leg, feel like crabs in the bucket, can’t get ahead
‘Cause either niggas waiting on you or they hating on you
Tell ‘em I ain’t falling off, never
Bitch, I say but they don’t want it
I put some money on it, coldest motherfucker ever
‘Cause either you a made man or your game plan changed
Tryna make that kind of money that don’t exchange hands
You the pimp type or you hoe'n out
Motherfuckers know exactly what I'm talking bout
Too much going on to think about
Old school Camero like the new ones never dropped
Bitch waving when I’m swinging but I can’t stop
Like that green, bitch, we always got the green light, what you mean?
Taco where I please, hoe like, "Don’t leave"
But baby I’m in the breeze
Money don’t grow on ‘em, but I for sure smoke on ‘em
Cadillac the Ritz with the true spokes on ‘em
Labs whatever you want, we have
Flinging like the rock fire by David and Goliath
Word rhyming Heisman, Joe Namath with my fur coat sidelining
I bought Rolex watches for all of my offensive linemen
Because it’s time to make it happen, audio dope boy magic
Burning through the plastic, touchdown passes
Flicking fleas off like ashes
‘Cause either niggas waiting on you or they hating on you
Tell ‘em I ain’t falling off, never
Bitch, I say but they don’t want it
I put some money on it, coldest motherfucker ever
‘Cause either you a made man or your game plan changed
Tryna make that kind of money that don’t exchange hands
You the pimp type or you hoe'n out
Motherfuckers know exactly what I'm talking bout
Niggas act funny on the daily, spare me
I be in different motions sincerely
Not a fuck given in my body, sorry
Try to hit me with that old school game, Atari
Leave like Lawrys, nigga, saucy as shit
You know the type back bite, but when they see you straight hop on your dick
I'm like, “Are these niggas stupid or no?”
Rhetorical question as I puff on my 'gar
Ain’t heard from my homie in weeks he in the hole
When I get that unavailable call I already know
As soon as a nigga press 5, he hit me with a right
I be hyped daddy keeping spirits alive
Said he heard me on the radio the whole building was live
He like, "Nigga, I won’t see daylight soon
But as long as you shining, bro, I'll be cool”
‘Cause either niggas waiting on you or they hating on you
Tell ‘em I ain’t falling off, never
Bitch, I say but they don’t want it
I put some money on it, coldest motherfucker ever
‘Cause either you a made man or your game plan changed
Tryna make that kind of money that don’t exchange hands
You the pimp type or you hoe'n out
Motherfuckers know exactly what I'm talking bout
