Curren$y - New Jet City lyrics

(Intro) This is the fruit of our hard work The belief in the entrepreneurial spirit The new American dream A toast, a toast to my family, my life True that (Verse) Uh, I wrote this sitting in the back of that triple black With the picnic tables twistin up a sack My Cuban link cables prove I’m in the majors, a prime time playa High quality rhymes Earned these wages, allowed me to make wagers Double your life savings, we on yacht’s waving Champagne cases, c**aine traces found Sippin from the speakers when the base kicked Hella baked, dropping these tapes, raking cakes in sponsored links Millions my n***a, keep that under like the basement Engine running on that spaceship She s**ing like woman, speeding like a bullet Don’t pull up to it How I’m bout you, won’t race it I went to cla** with the craftsman who made this Upper cla** sh** fresher than minks At the event, I’m king sunning these rappers, I make you prince New Jet City (Verse) Yea Uh To stand in front this money train doesn’t make sense I never hustled with no lames, why would I begin? I’m surviving in the game, where many don’t win But losing ain’t my name and that’s one of them I’m ripping wood grain, got a journal full of strint Listening to max beat, wishing he was free But he not so we smoke a whole ounce for Gangrene Jet life motherf**er, we the A Team No van, that’s a Lamb, that’s them wings There’s a difference between a plan and a scheme Make sure your crew all true to the same things New Jet City (Interlude) Eh la la la la la la la la Life Eh la la la la la la la la (Outro) Rhythm is enough for them Hard up, this enough for them New Jet City Jet life Jet life Yea