CURREN$Y

CURREN$Y - Drive lyrics

rate me

(feat. Young Roddy and Styles P)

Hey, dirty ashtrays, empty bottles of champagne,

Trying to find my way in this maze, which is the game

Bitches and gold chains, pistols and diamond rings

More than my fair seen, been on the scene since I've sinned

Niggas make green, used my common-sense to seem hella easy

But it took a grip a time pimp, believe me

Just wanted to make moves while my dudes was still alive to see me

Do it like I was doing it for TV!

Me and 2 Chainz blew hella trees, take your Maserati,

Hard as I set em down on Chevy seats

Love you dealing wit a G

Your club for audio drugs, sixteen bars is a K

One mix-tape is a whole barge, load it down with that sneeze!

We record it, we float it in, it's moving in them streets

The monumental movement got that music for the fiends

Be cautious, this boss shit, be mine for when you speak!

Gotta read between them lines to find whats hidden in these beats!

Hook: (x2)

It ain't what you ask, what you drive

It ain't what you drive, as where you park

It ain't where you park, as where you live

It ain't where you live as how you die

Is either how you die or who you kill

Nigga yeah!

I used to be that nigga stealing bicycles

Young fly nigga till I die I stay live, nigga

So stressed out, I used to blaze till my eyes little

Hella high pimping in them corners with them wild niggas

Get richer without trying, I got that feeling

I'm so closed to a million and the Lord is my witness

I swear to God I love her, I'm just bad with commitment

That simply, we smoke till em sandwich bag empty

I burnt a joint with... she talk religion

And I ain't attended church in a minute

Lord knows I need to hear this

But I've been like a pilot plotting on my paper mission

My hustle game official, I used to hoop like Penny

Was flat broke, no pennies, had Henny in my system

Big money on my mental, her ass fat as a hipo

Girl, what you're trying to get into?

From a rental to a.. to a benzo, my nigga, oww!

Hook: (x2)

It ain't what you ask, what you drive

It ain't what you drive, as where you park

It ain't where you park, as where you live

It ain't where you live as how you die

Is either how you die or who you kill

Nigga yeah!

It's either how you died, or who you killed

Where I'm from niggas trying to move them pills

Niggas push them wheels, one shot pop in the kills

If you rapping then I hope you get a deal!

Nigga, if it's where you live, I'm in the Ritz

In a mansion up state, I'm the shit!

If it's where you park, I don't park, valet parks for me!

Team full of shooters on the block that'll spark for me

It ain't what you drive I get drove

Nigga I'm world-wide, across the globe!

It ain't what you wear, if it was

Nigga, I wear Nikes,... and Jordans

My whole life (my whole life) and Ice!

If you ask me it's what you smoke

It it ain't strong get another dose yeah! Ghost

So be careful what you rep

Salute to D-Block and the Jets

Whattup?

Hook: (x2)

It ain't what you ask, what you drive

It ain't what you drive, as where you park

It ain't where you park, as where you live

It ain't where you live as how you die

Is either how you die or who you kill

Nigga yeah!

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