CURREN$Y - High Tunes lyrics

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Up getting high round 7 am

And my girl start bitching about my friends

Because last night niggas was going the fuck in

I stumbled through the door cloud 9, cloud 10

Yeah that was round 4, say 3 hours ago

Now I’m smoking out the crib, picking out clothes

What I’m most comfortable in my khaki cargos

Monte Carlo, when I think of somewhere to go

I scan barcodes trying to see what its hittin for

Slamming my cardoor too hard you can’t ride with me no more

I don’t need a chain or a whip to get with these hoes

Word to the homie whacko, they fucking with me natural

Factual, it’s time to show your bitches go, Hannibal

Trying to eat a nigger alive, that’s what this rap shit do

Then police is after you, niggers getting mad at you

Jetlife from this high, can’t see shit else that matter to you

Ah, you trying to be the boy they wonder what had happened to

I try to be the man I did more than I planned to do

I did my thing I snatched it before they could hand it to

Earthquake, motor, the road I’m doing damage to

The pain of murder, the doors are suicide fool

You may die no lie, and this is very true

I’m online like a .com, constructing these bars like I’m building a prison

Locked in though I know I gotta be out of my mind

I'm parked, I'm sparked, I'm chillin, you can burn with me, but them niggers gotta stay outside

Diamond in the back sunroof

Counting up a stack in the drive through

Late slapping, what the g's ride to

Wonder what this is, it’s high tunes

Diamond in the back … roof

…gotta fit the stack in my shoe

Diamond in the back …

Counting up a stack in the drive through

Late slapping, what the g’s ride to

Wonder what this is, it’s high tunes

We did see this …fool

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