Curren$y - Rain Delay lyrics

[Verse 1: Curren$y] Dedicated to the Winners and the Losers To the night De-bo got knocked f** out N Red got back his beach cruiser I'm jet livin for the day to make em pay This revenge served cold on a doobie ashtray My eyes and my windows open halfway I'm livin in a matinee early See me tho fashionably late and you nervous Mad outta place You pretendin to be comfortable it's showin on yo face And them n***as that you think holdin you down jus lookin for cake And they'll accept from whoever got a slice on they plate Fall in like rain Befriended and betrayed All in all viciously bitten by n***as u was jus callin yo dogs And it was all good jus a week ago Chillin by dem freaky hoes, feet kicked up When you shoulda been on yo toes Stay high k** em with the flow These new, fresha than yo easter clothers I ain't trippin off nann n***a to each his own So ignore my gra** tend to ya own home homes Might pick my hair til it's Puffy, no Combs f**in b**hes that won't let u make it out the friend zone Ice Water, Tall Gla**es take it in It goes down like nails if you frail Jet fuel Labortory reported it burned thru the test tube Tearin thru yo rag toproof while u at the drive thru waitin on that slow a** fast food Alan from the sky foo [Verse 2: Curren$y] 8: 50 Bird sh** on the windshield hit the wipers Mother natures cryin Harmonizin Homiide ridin on these tracks Think when DoeBoy caught the fools who k**ed Ricky Them n***as was lunchin Slippin Monsta told DoeBoy "Cut the lights n***a! " My watch is on grind time word to mic Bigga This here is a digital track (W) rap on these b**hes On computers like laptop stickas Light pressure on these s**as means it's drizzlin Feelin like pennies fallin from the roof of the empire state buildin High velocity I'm high off broccoli In Cali with a license, got plants on property Watchin me Tryna copy me Showin my pics to yo stylists like "Buy this outfit for me" But the clothes don't make the man, a man made them pants His flight leave at 8 and at 9 my plane land Ain't that grand? I got pounds of weed and a plan To let you s**as kno who the mutha f**in... Ah man Bad weather And that shelter won't help ya Sink, swim or swelter Temperature risin, so is the water level Where is u n***as hidin