Curren$y - The Briefing lyrics

Jets n***a now where haven't we... Yeah Went solo on that a** but it's still the same n***a's try'na jump ship to catch a ride on the plane n***a's don't got sh** to do they're throwing dirt on my name I ain't got nothing to do but tie by big shoe strings Louis pouch for loose change, couple joints of mary jane A few stars burst You know who bought those cars first You know who f** them broads thirst Them n***as flows be bad You know who toss those bars worst Spitta that n***a man star cla**man of the verse Drug hip hop for my verse Told her baby wake up now may I play you a few cuts Jets baby you try'na see us then look up By most I pulled two cuts My tesla roadster do donuts I don't ride that b**h too much I'm try'na keep the mileage low I'm the difference between a yacht and a shrimp boat Your the difference between a thrift store and trench coat The difference between a dog screamin' and kindly coached This ain't a mixtape but dream this is really so It's nothing the game you lames are a crack in the door We being stingy we ain't givin away swagga no more So when we shop we make the owners close down the store Yeah, and they look up to the jets n***a now where haven't we been yet