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curren$y - eastside story lyrics

[intro: curren$y]
yeah, fo’ twenty massacre
yeah
la+da
eastside, your side
worldwide, jet life
yeah, uh

[verse 1: curren$y]
gun smoke, blam blam
tire smoke from z28’s or trans am’s, this the land
four+wheelers, drug dealers, known k!llers
all of ’em smokin’ on the corner with us
yeah, eastside, i was born in it
it got crazier once the storm hit here, it’s on in here
they pull up in riot gear, lookin for ya homie
bustin’ moves like he wasn’t already wanted
the hallway in some of these apartments is haunted
some of these staircases still got blood on ’em
smokin’ with my love ones and ’em
streets or legal, it’s all hustlin’
if you started with nothin’, and turned it into somethin’, that’s what up then
g’s is all i f+ck wit, who i come up wit
why you talkin’ sh+t about who you gon’ come get
i’m in my front yard playin’ with my dogs, with a jernt lit, wassup wid it
[interlude: curren$y]
keep the e in it, chevy’s on switches, n+gga
we smokin’ weed it, laughin’ in our pictures
(wouldn’t talk about it if n+ggas didn’t live)
wouldn’t talk about it if n+ggas didn’t live
if you need to see it, then you can come and visit
or you could ask one of ya b+tches
if she bad she probably kicked it

[verse 2: unkown]
four+twenty, eastide of new orleans
it’s about to be a massacre, i’m talkin straight horror
spitta got that grey thing crawling on them forgi’s
you know that yellow ‘maro, that thing sound like a harley
know they won’t stop my shine, i won’t even let ’em pause it
smokin on that jet pack, i done took off into orbit
jet life, bet that, real n+ggas won’t forget that
spitta say somethin’ in me, n+gga, this is real talk
real recognise the real, i bet that’s what he saw
smokin’ on a cone and dab on ’em, look ratatouille
i ain’t talkin ’bout no dance move, i’m talkin smoke
i’m talkin smoke
i’m higher than the higher power, smokin’ on my patna product
jump in the ‘maro, turn it ’round, i hope the cops don’t pop up
’round here, it’s jet life, free c+five
from the east to the [?]
i’ma keep it a hunnid until a n+gga demise
[outro: curren$y]
keep the e in it, chevy’s on switches, n+gga
we smokin’ weed it, laughin’ in our pictures
(wouldn’t talk about it if n+ggas didn’t live)
wouldn’t talk about it if n+ggas didn’t live
if you need to see it, then you can come and visit
or you could ask one of ya b+tches
if she bad she probably kicked it

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