Chill lyrics

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Rolled up in a Rolls with a few rolled up, hoes eyes know
Real gold, so they chose us, fa sho sl*ts that go nuts for bucks
But I only cop them hoes donuts, sun rose up
Last night that chapter closed one, a new ep has just begun
Life was repped just until it's done
Though I never, Corporation reign forever
Did your car come with the umbrella?
You can ask your b*tch how soft is my leather
She seen it she couldn't believe it
She touched it she wanted to f*ck it
Infatuated with n*ggas that's hustling
Always stunting I got a whole lot of sh*t started with nothin
Now they all know when I'm coming
They roll out the carpets and they playing trumpets
Keys to the city, keys to the Bentley, keys to a grand piano playing symphony
Killing these n*ggas no sympathy
Stepping on they necks with my SB Tiffanys
Say she the one like Billie Jean
But b*tch I don't love these hoes is you kidding me
How could I take you seriously
Would've f*cked any n*gga that wasn't a VIP
Oh you did that just to get with me
You bullsh*tting me, hoe, I don't roll with security
Got a few friends rolled in with me
Will somebody please come get this freak
Completely out my vicinity, for really G, I really be
Where the money go be it land air, n*gga, rain, snow, out of space
Mahf*ckin grind mode, Rolex presidential time code, time froze
Though it wait for no man, got sixty grand in my mini hand
Im a whole mahf*ckin business man in the Velour suit, and a headband
Like yeah, man
[Outro]
Yeah
Wrist, chill
Pinky rings, chill
Sorry for the Wraith, for real
Weed and Instrumentals, JLR
Jet Life Recordings