Curren$y - Battlefield lyrics

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Curren$y - Battlefield lyrics

[Verse 1: LG] Get the money, count the scratch, I stay on my grind I rap about the paper cause that's what's been on my mind I'm very smart, but I gotta be in the state of mind To put it on your a** if you try to f** with mine It's dangerous in this battlefield but I'm still thuggin' No trust a soul cause I feel like n***as be up to somethin' Noddin' and duckin', thinkin' while I'm constantly puffin' If you 'bout it, say you 'bout it, is you real or you bluffin'? Cause you ain't really 'bout that drama Hot lid'll fry your a** like Filipino bombers I'm on the west coast, vaca with my Bahama mamas Givin' her the best stroke, they lovin' her in no persona Climb on this jet though, perfecto, my clothes designer Inhale this best smoke, that chest smoke, that marijuana That marijuana And I'mma just smoke that best smoke, that marijuana [Hook: LG] It's dangerous in this battlefield but I'm still thuggin' No trust a soul cause I feel like n***as be up to somethin' It's dangerous in this battlefield but I'm still thuggin' No trust a soul cause I feel like n***as be up to somethin' [Verse 2: Curren$y] High as I is Flyer than whatever the air force'll ever build In the streets, may the force be with you, little n***as hungry Plottin' to get you trickin', you with b**hes, this is a warning Being delivered, Jet Life scriptures written beneath palm trees Jottin' down pictures, help you see how I'm livin' Good morning, draw back the drapes, let the sun shine in The game was dark and good as f** 'til son and them got in What else to do, but count money, ride them cars in front them clubs I'm callin' them hoes b**hes and smokin' my weed up G'ed up, swung through in that coupe, I scored your b**h and then dipped 1-0 we up, you through, n***a who? Say huh? Supposed to be mad, come see us, but wait in line Me and my money spendin' some quality time I met her, we f**ed on the first day We both fell in love, then we got married in a bank, girl [Hook]