Curren$y - Game 2 lyrics

[Intro:] (?) is to that original playa sh** Nananana Preservation is to that original playa sh** Nananana [Verse 1: Currency] Preservation is to that original playa sh** Captain save a b**h wondering where his paper went Gone with the wind tryna get this cone lit Standin' in the middle of this cyclone strong Stainless, mainstream paper underground, famous Audio drug love, had catering at my arraignment Celebratory floral arrangement Sent to the judge when the case is dismissed Cases of champagne, it's raining in here Making millions, making memories and enemies It'll k** ya, if you let it, never I'm focused on better, I get it Money fever, motherf**er you should catch it I show ya how to take 10 G's and stretch it 20 more stacks, double that, put it all together Like a puzzle, it's pieces to the hustle Everything fit, it'll look like somethin' Highed up in my house, got your b**h making muffins She got four friends with her and my homeboys comin' It ain't nothin', money over b**hes [Hook:] Bend her over the safe with million dollars in it when I hit her Money over b**hes Bend her over the safe with million dollars in it when I hit her (They come around but they never come close to) (They come around but they never come close to) (They come around but they never come close to) [Verse 2: LES] Look, check, check, look Seen it all with blind eyes, I stayed aware Duckin' devils with fat a**es and baby hair Paint the picture, it ain't perfect but it's one you see And go the hardest, your waters can never f** with me Real playa, check the favts and the stats The only time you ever gonna see the racks is your racks And at times I wonder why you n***as worship that Same tit you praisin' got my partners murk the track Now they caught up in the system, sons and daughters they miss 'em Baby momma quit 'em, his partner, she f**in' with him Filthy way of livin', guess whose part of the cycle? n***as quick to bring ya down, sh** they even k**ed Michael Why you thinkin' you excempt? Just a crab in the bucket And they gonna boil us all, so I'm ridin' like f** it Where the seasonin' n***a? f** your reasonin' n***a Bigger picture isn't somethin' that I'm singing my n***a When you can only get the 20 inch, cable is basic Reality overrated, tried watchin' it but I hate it All these b**hes gettin' famous off the dick that they s** And people really at home givin' a f**? Guess we sh** outta luck [Outro:] (They come around but they never come close to) (They come around but they never come close to) (They come around but they never come close to)