Alert Lyrics - Curren$y

Never stop, 'til we pick up loot on every block 

The roof on the crib got that helicopter 

Coupe move with new shoes and socks 

Not to mention the masterpiece watch 

Not to mention the chain or the diamond rings 

Material things, wasteful, I know 

But I just use it as a way to keep score 

Shit bigger than a 6 plus, this is us 

The crew who you hide your bitches from 

Jet Life homie, you trying to get rich or what? 

Closed this deal in a restaurant, power lunch 

I had the veal with the parmesan 

Bed of angel hair pasta it was resting on 

Two mimosa's, a to-go cup with Coca-Cola 

Now I'm smoking, rollin', gas in my motor, sipping my soda 

We use the Pro Tools to break down boulders 

My girl pull her own weight, with her sexy lil shoulders 

In the strapless Vera Wang, Alexander or whoever made it 

I just know she paid it, it cost me Nathan 

Sexy, cool, crazy 

My baby like one of them hot 70's ladies 

Under disco lights with her hips swaying 

To the music playing 

While I'm making major moves with the boss playas 

Win or lose I was there, beginning to end 

I paid dues so I'm included and you never knew it 

Until you saw we did it you was still tryna do it 

Looking at us looking like stars, and we looking at you stupid 

Sucks to be you kid 

Drugs in the music 

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Boss playa I'll ask what it cost later 

Throw it in the cut like fuck it I'll floss later 

In the mix like a cross fader 

No DJ, giving em' no leeway 

We be everywhere from the mansion to the PJ's 

Crown on the wrist, pound of the piff 

Get around in the 6, ask in town I'm the shit 

But who's the niggas I'm shitting on? 

Come to money, you getting off or getting on? 

You see that fly shit Spitta on 

You see that fly shit Ghost on 

The money and the weed, the guns and the Nikes 

In the cars with the ice just might form Voltron 

Or should I transform on 'em, they was going ham on 'em 

I was blowing grams on 'em 

They was showing swag 

I was blowing bags full of strains that niggas didn't ever know they had 

It's Jet Life, I except life 

Is not life until you come through living block life 

Carbon fiber stock pipes 

I'm talking marble on the kitchen counter 

You gon' smell like reserve if you sit around us 

Should I keep going or quiet up? 

If you got fire, then fire it up 

Photos 

Never stop, 'til we pick up loot on every block 

The roof on the crib got that helicopter 

Coupe move with new shoes and socks 

Not to mention the masterpiece watch 

Not to mention the chain or the diamond rings 

Material things, wasteful, I know 

But I just use it as a way to keep score