Jito - Curren$y (Make It Feel Good) lyrics

Curren$y (Make It Feel Good) [Intro] Mississippi, man! Money will make you feel good, man! [Verse 1] In God we trust and all others pay Some wish thats what the printed money say I 'member waking up, making sure my brother ate And at night making sure my dad & mama wake My sister counterfeiting, you see how we living Wanted to smash some of the finest women But I had no currency so ya boy had to man up Push back his standards 'til his head hurt Get that currency, turn some streets Cop a bachelor pad invite a couple freaks Smashing chicks on 800 thread count sheets A box slab w/ "alotta" tweet u gotta peep (So I) was GIRBAUD sagging, fitted capping Hustling like ninjas cause there was no community action (Lord knows) Being broke was common to my black skin It's like the government ain't in tune to what's happening [Hook] Don't get this misunderstood I can't lie but this money make me feel This money make me feel (2x) Real good, real, real good Don't get this misunderstood I can't lie but this money make me feel This money make me feel (3x) Real good, real, real good [Verse 2: Jito] They say that money makes your life good, I say that it makes it great If money is the root of all evil, I'm holy as heaven's gate (With no dough) money coming out shorter than Frodo "Tryna" be the "Lord of the Bling," hopping out that four door Where I'm from you either in the gym and dope with the rock Or you out on the block turning dope into rock Me and my folks was dead broke "tryna" cope with no pops Forward progression, in a recession, I was too focus to stop I use to dream of getting money, thinking how good my life would be So I started hustling but found it wasn't the life for me Sure I had the cash and the cars but it didn't sit right with me Cause I was so full of that darkness it was hard to see the light in me I got enlighten when the Lord related these words to me "Why seek after the paper when you serving the "One" who created the tree! You hustling backwards just be still and keep ya faith in me And will be by your side and provide and I'll do it faithfully!" [Hook] I didn't want to be nothing like the k**ers I want my car with the paint that flickered Sippin' tea over hard liquor Panasonic receivers with the KICKER Chicks that (boppers) get tickled Big ole "T&A" riding up, riding up and down Pipes that thump like missiles Deposit boxes with pistols (the street was wrong for telling me this) Get that currency, burn the streets Learn ya peeps, never discount the streets Keep God first and earn ya keep Ten percent off top to the Lord, b My sister counterfeiting, you see how we living Wanted to smash some of the finest women But I had no currency But I had no currency My sister counterfeiting, you see how we living Wanted to smash some of the finest women But I had no currency But I had no currency [Outro] Mississippi, man!