Lil Keed — Currency Chaser

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Текст Lil Keed — Currency Chaser

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Goose with another one)
Currency chaser, I’m a currency chaser
Currency chaser, I’m a currency chaser
I’m on every radar, I get money, I got a chase
I been humble for too long, running out of patience
I ain’t never been a worker, I ain’t never been lazy
Go get your gun, don’t do no playing, I’m gon’ blaze it
Yeah, they thinking this prom ’cause I pulled up in a Gucci blazer
Yeah, these foreigns jeans, I’m in a skinny ’cause I got tailored
Yeah, Chrome Heart bifocals
I’ma hit her raw when I stroke her
Came in blazing, not no strokers
Eat my main bitch up like a yogurt
43 in foreign size
I hear so many cries
‘Cause I changed they life
I’ma see you rise
Yeah, I switched up the rise
I’m getting a slice of the pie
I’m living the American dream, I live life
Asking why I get high
Girl, ’cause I’m on a private flight
Girl, I’m tryna protect your life
Yeah, she gushy-gushy, know I’m
Currency chaser, I’m a currency chaser
Currency chaser, I’m a currency chaser
I’m on every radar, I get money, I got a chase
I been humble for too long, running out of patience
I ain’t never been a worker, I ain’t never been lazy
Go get your gun, don’t do no playing, I’m gon’ blaze it
Yeah, they thinking this prom ’cause I pulled up in a Gucci blazer
Yeah, these foreigns jeans, I’m in a skinny ’cause I got tailored
I need the bitch like
Double, triple crossed like Kyrie
Dissing me, we will, man, I ain’t saving apologies
My Jaguar truck a real beast
I never fuck a wildebeast
Paint the car green like an army
Yeah, I kept it together, they tore me
I’m just tryna show you I can run them bands up
I’m just tryna see how many of these pussy boys gon’ stand up
Million shooters ’round me every time I fucking stand up

No, I’m not from your city, I’m from Atlanta
Told the girl stop playing, go and put top on me
Believe in yourself and work hard, yeah, that’s the recipe
I got rockstar wasted, they had to carry me
Carry this F&N clean, ain’t got a case on me
Currency chaser, I’m a currency chaser
Currency chaser, I’m a currency chaser
I’m on every radar, I get money, I got a chase
I been humble for too long, running out of patience
I ain’t never been a worker, I ain’t never been lazy
Go get your gun, don’t do no playing, I’m gon’ blaze it

Yeah, they thinking this prom ’cause I pulled up in a Gucci blazer
Yeah, these foreigns jeans, I’m in a skinny ’cause I got tailored

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