Curren$y - Job lyrics

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Curren$y - Job lyrics

[Verse 1: Curren$y] At this point in my life I'm looking at it like a hustle Super Fly's last number Come out of the game on top, before they pull me under Thats what its about Range Rover the winters In the summer I do the drop with the right shoes on And the top gone, soft p**n Watch out for 'em, OG Your old heads'll vouch for 'em They know me And the sh** that I'm on Cause I've seen it all Like I bought the boxed set, whole season dog Them b**hes is running out of tricks pimpin' Barely catching my attention I'm dealing with them But simply for the physical She falling deep in love But im really not that into you, sorry girl But at least I kept it trill with you Evils that this game'll do Have me concentrating on that pay And playing you This hustle is a b**h, so is this ho They trying to make a player choose [Hook] Jets up over b**hes n***a Stick to the script Jets up over b**hes n***a Stick to the script Jets up over b**hes n***a Counting my grip Jets up over b**hes n***a Stick to the script Jets up over b**hes n***a Stick to the script Jets up over b**hes n***a Smoke one to this [Verse 2: Curren$y] Sosa had it all figured out I think thats who they should've made a movie 'bout Cause pimping had a helicopter at his crib Just in case his homeboy smelled a snitch Type of sh** had spitta inspired Type of sh** had me all night writing Type of sh** had me out all night driving in my new whip I been waiting since a little boy to buy this sh** I ain't hiding from no haters so I ride with no tint Feast your eyes mother f**er I beep my horn at your woman She keep her phone in her lap I call and she coming And for that, she always coming back But I'm running to them stacks I'm trying to put a million in the wall Couple million in the yard Couple million in the ceiling Over where them hoes laying at So its staying as... [Hook]