Curren$y - Plot Music lyrics

(mumbling) [Verse 1: Curren$y] Uh, As I proceed to hit the motherf**in Smoke a zone all alone don't tell me nothing Let em roam loan wolf lost freinds to gun shots And at my other homies judges thrown books Now it visitation, pictures of my new places Snapshots of the drops until yall get back to the paper Just make it out baby we gon have the jets waiting Champagne on the planes or Vodka wit the lemon twist Flyin over hoes literally higher than a b**h Grown buy my own clothes ain't no stylist hand me this Them n***as know where the got it from Disrespectful motherf**es would be dead if they was in the mafia And the circle grows stronger, No more leeches on us Creepin on the come up, Rim cutla** cuttin corners Pimpin Ima business owner, b**hes know we on the rise so they run up like wa**up [Hook] Yeah Yeah (surrounded by) All my cars, all my weed, all my b**hes Yeah All my cars, all my weed, all my n***as (surrounded by) All my cars, all my weed, all my n***as All my cars, all my weed, all my b**hes (x2) [Verse 2: Curren$y] Teaching yah hoes how to roll that weed Coppin sport cars at a break neck speed Do yah self in tryna do it like the G's Professinal, you ball for the bitties Peace I'll see you n***as later See you with barnoculars Im balcony to far a way bruh Vacation Jamaica, not sure how long I stay for Live fast this whole week feeling like one day ma Dont know wat to say bout me Tm not a break out Artist I been grinding since you was on a playground Stayed down, started on a greyhound Know Im on my own tour bus, b**h look at us, Hey now b**hes came round took off gowns, Broke real n***as off Rolled up a ounce then bounced, Type of girls I like Do they dirt than skirt, Ain't no cuddlin or nuffin Just f** and get back to work A boss in a Lacoste shirt or Ralph Lauren Steerin a McLaren on a Autobahn Berzerk Life is a b**h take her for all she worth Bring her back to the table we gon all get a plate fool Watchu say fool? [Chours]