Jet Life - Excellent lyrics

Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life Uh, that Jet Life, Jet Life n***a yeaaah Uh, Jet Life, Jet LIfe n***a Yeaaah [Young Roddy] Cut the checks I came to get the bu*ters Live from the gutta, intelligent motherf**er Since I been at bat these wack rappers been in trouble And Roddy stand tall even when I'm outnumbered Ain't no lie, she say she comfortable in my covers Tryna hide my keys, hide my phone, hide my rubbers My other gig laying that pipe down I'm a plumber From sun down to sun up I'm plotting on my come up You sho nuff cough up a lung where the f** I come from Don't get me twisted, I'm no swisher sweet blunt It's best cop yo own sh**, mother f** a front 'Cause mama got some a** you can see from the front I'm talking back like a camel In that bed I'm an animal Betcha she can't handle it when I'm gone off that cannabis Her brain excellent, my brain scrambling Yeaaauh Her brain excellent, my brain scrambling Betcha she can't handle it when I'm gone off that cannabis Her brain excellent, my brain scrambling Yeaaauh, Jet Life n***a (2x) [Trademark Da Skydiver] See no speak no evil Trade need this paper like a fiend need the needle When I'm on the track I'm pulling stunts like Knievel If my life is like a movie, then Young Roddy is the sequel And Spitta is the prequel As far as the rest of y'all go, y'all ain't no where equal Trade spit Ether, flow so lethal Money stacking in, ya ho posted chiefing She said she want a villain, she so tired of the weaklings I'm speaking on behalf of the real n***as eating Play time is over, this game too easy I'm bound to hit a lick sooner or later, oh believe me I'm posted up steaming High nights living that Jet Life, rookie of the season, Trade really beaming MVP of the league, I'm beasting b**h give me head like she feasting Got a n***a tweaking Excellent brain, watch her s** me down like she teething Her brain excellent, my brain scrambling Betcha she can't handle it when I'm gone off that cannabis Her brain excellent, my brain scrambling Yeaaauh, Jet Life n***a (2x) [Curren$y] A lemon to a lime, I'm on yo b**h mind Empire on the rise all by my design Been on crutches for a couple months, that's fine My bottom b**h running errands for me all the time Blood type G, positive I'm on that loud, on my grind On that road, in that '95 SS Camaro hood scoop with the slanted eyes Homie step aside, I make turns wide Getting dome while I drive, trying not to close my eyes Maintain my focus, don't wanna crash Doing some sh** I could have done in my pad But yeah this b**h working it out like a counselor Head doctor you can count on for house calls Might see me in front of her crib Ducked off getting scooped up with my headlights off Her brain excellent, my brain scrambling Betcha she can't handle it when I'm gone off that cannabis Her brain excellent, my brain scrambling Yeaaauh, Jet Life n***a (2x)