Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yehi, artist - Curren$y. Album song Air Freshna, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Jet Life
Song language: English
Yehi |
Like yay high |
Tryna stack this paper like yay high |
Yeah |
Put these blocks together like |
Put these blocks together like Lego’s |
You could get laid down if we say so |
Weigh the value of your life up against a peso |
Bundle up boy this world stay cold |
Give a fuck you’ll get crushed before the day closed |
Crash course on how the game go |
Living by the same code, guidelines |
Wise guys abide by back in '84 |
Open up the market, started slamming them Mercedes doors |
Shit I been through made me dope |
This shit I been through made me cold |
Shit I been through, you pussy, that shit woulda made you fold |
Lost my first homie when I was 12 years old |
Taught me to trust not a soul |
Closest ones to ya will do ya, get up under ya |
Try to take things from ya, steal your thunder |
But I strike like lightning |
Any battle that I fight it’s always the right one |
Swinging my sword for the ones coming up that’s really writing |
Not that garbage robot recitings, that’s trifling |
Send it off to the wayside, tryna stack that paper up yay high |
Tryna stack that paper up yay high |
Tryna stack that paper up yay high |
I’m tryna stack that paper up yay high |
Fly private planes through the night sky |
Niggas ain’t on this type of grind |
That’s why they stones ain’t as bright as mine |
Parked in front my home, stoned in my Rolls composing rhymes |
Never is there downtime, I’m all about a profit on an incline |
Money all on my mind, make all the money mine |
Every dollar every dime 'til I flatline |
Expansion, mansion, fashion, lady devils having a moonlight dances |
Roll the dice with your life, go on, chance it |
Big wrist win championships |
All day I’m |
Tryna stack that paper up yay high |
Tryna stack that paper up yay high |
Yeah |
Yeah |
Tryna stack that paper up yay high |
Niggas ain’t on this kinda grind |
They vision ain’t sharp as mine |
Tryna stack that paper up yay high |