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Curren Y Pilot Talk Ii

I'm gettin' hella mail from jail, niggas tellin' me to kill it When they get out I'll bring them 'round some bitches Shinobi, how I kick it, "American

from inside, give you insight on the situation cuz I done it twice. Done the dotted line tight rope walk where the suits want results they don't talk

' smoke so G's gon' get highed up Fuck all that shit you talk, you ain't got no Byzantine chain, Chutes & Ladders, Chevy's - candy canes bitches tangled in my slang - pilot

[And you could tell From distance trynna figure The reals say I'm But I'm still And you could tell] [Spitta in them monsta beats radioactive (3X)]

Yea, and this is what I do yea, lames catch feelings we catch flights ? seen him till you seen him, jet life yea lames catch feelings we catch flights

this is revenge like when them Russians caught us all on with the red light no bullets just pens no machine guns just machined up rims yea I let me fitted

free, So cooooooooooooooooollllddddd, So So Coooooooooooolllddd, I cant believe you caaaaaallllddd So ooooooooooooooooooooo (Curren$y) Uh, Yea.. As the joint burns, o the point that it stinging my fingers, Tracks my talk

[Intro:] Haha, Yeauh Lames Catch Feelins We Catch Flights, Jet Life, Fool Turn it Up Some Lames Catch Feelins We Catch Flights, Jet Life, Yeauh, Eauh

[Intro:] L L L L L L L L Jet life Jet life jet life Where havnt we been... and you can tell... from bitches tryna... boy I'm still... and you could tell