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wyldbill the khalifa - curren$y (make it feel good) lyrics

curren$y (make it feel good)

[intro]
mississippi, man!
money will make you feel good, man!

[verse 1]
in god we trust and all others pay
some wish thats what the printed money say
i ‘member waking up, making sure my brother ate
and at night making sure my dad & mama wake
my sister counterfeiting, you see how we living
wanted to smash some of the finest women
but i had no currency so ya boy had to man up
push back his standards ’til his head hurt
get that currency, turn some streets
cop a bachelor pad invite a couple freaks
smashing chicks on 800 thread count sheets
a box slab w/ “alotta” tweet u gotta peep
(so i) was girbaud sagging, fitted capping
hustling like ninjas cause there was no community action (lord knows)
being broke was common to my black skin
it’s like the government ain’t in tune to what’s happening

[hook]
don’t get this misunderstood
i can’t lie but this money make me feel
this money make me feel (2x)
real good, real, real good
don’t get this misunderstood
i can’t lie but this money make me feel
this money make me feel (3x)
real good, real, real good

[verse 2: jito]
they say that money makes your life good, i say that it makes it great
if money is the root of all evil, i’m holy as heaven’s gate
(with no dough) money coming out shorter than frodo
“tryna” be the “lord of the bling,” hopping out that four door
where i’m from you either in the gym and dope with the rock
or you out on the block turning dope into rock
me and my folks was dead broke “tryna” cope with no pops
forward progression, in a recession, i was too focus to stop
i use to dream of getting money, thinking how good my life would be
so i started hustling but found it wasn’t the life for me
sure i had the cash and the cars but it didn’t sit right with me
cause i was so full of that darkness it was hard to see the light in me
i got enlighten when the lord related these words to me
“why seek after the paper when you serving the “one” who created the tree!
you hustling backwards just be still and keep ya faith in me
and will be by your side and provide and i’ll do it faithfully!”

[hook]

i didn’t want to be nothing like the k!llers
i want my car with the paint that fl!ckered
sippin’ tea over hard liquor
panasonic receivers with the kicker
chicks that (boppers) get tickled
big ole “t&a” riding up, riding up and down
pipes that thump like missiles
deposit boxes with pistols (the street was wrong for telling me this)
get that currency, burn the streets
learn ya peeps, never discount the streets
keep god first and earn ya keep
ten percent off top to the lord, b
my sister counterfeiting, you see how we living
wanted to smash some of the finest women
but i had no currency

but i had no currency

my sister counterfeiting, you see how we living
wanted to smash some of the finest women
but i had no currency

but i had no currency

[outro]
mississippi, man!

- wyldbill the khalifa lyrics

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