Curren$y – Cargo Planes (Pilot Talk Trilogy Album)

person Cuslifolder_openNexusaccess_time August 15, 2017

My dog Fatts
Him and his girl rolled for me
Never displaying affection when we out in public
Cause muthafuckas looking, and shit’ll look ugly
Im just happy that when i see my momma she laughing
Using this art as a talk forum
Sell out shows to cop mo’ Chevy 2 Do’s
We trying make classics here
They sneaking under it or trying to crawl past it
Never half ass, only get the dopest from me
Build another house just for me to park those
It’s turning out greater than we even had imagined
But my lines saved a man life
When I met him he told me
Rolling with the homie Ski
They could scrape
Money discussions, when my bottom
Ain’t know it when I wrote it
Never half ass, only get the dopest from me
Even if the pot was to drop and break
Stashing more weight, just in case she asks me
Currently running that Pilot Talk code
Bored with some luxuries, I never thought I’d haven’t
Or raising the bar
Thats why I keep going G, totally
Vanishing, behind gated mansion’s
Produce mo’, Studio Judo
Now raise your glasses if you want mo’
Make sure the truck big enough to load all the cash in it
We in the house like your closet door
Smoking that spoken warrior tree
In a meet and greet line with a jernt
Last night action, last night madness
So walk right past me homegirl, and do not say nuttin’
Secret locations we meet at, and then we cuttin’
We coming up, with another plan to get it
But she love it, thats why she does it
Green leaves, frosty with THC
Millionares relate, cause I talk money
Instrumentals in my Bentley on the interstate
My niggas on the grind say I talk for em

These other rappers is not even challenging
Momma pack twin Louis Vuitton duffles

Rollin with the homie Ski
Hope for the hopeless
But she’ll never need it cause she’ll already have it

All up her back nigga, you don’t like that
Smoking to the fact we always know that we would have it
This is Curren$y in muthafuckin’ boss mode
To spark notions, to start motion
Fiends’ll still pay top dollar for the shake flakes
I’m in yo bitch like a spinal chord
All of this coming from rapping bout
Eating off these fine rhymes, like china plates
My dog Fatts, LBC
Ferrari’s 40 yard dashing
Throw that other shit in the trash its weird

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