Curren$y - First Light lyrics

(feat. Smoke DZA) [Intro] Yeah La Musica de Harry Fraud [Verse 1: Curren$y] Exit in the striker boat Clean as f**, eatin' millions and sh**tin' soap Its in the ceilings, its in the walls, its in the floor That's old news, the real d** is in the floor Gold shoes, David Spokes on a 94 Fleet wood, my weed and f**ing my bottom b**h, how we sleep good G's spent on that motor work, monsters under these hoods Clique to thick for you to see through it, you know how we do it Way different from them, momma who let em in? Undesirables non-vibal, this is what them bosses flick them lighters to [Hook: Curren$y] Yeah, Yeah This is Harlem in New Orleans This is old school and dropped foreigns (right) This that first smoke of the month This that sh** you always wanted (right) I hope you s**as are ready for it You know your b**hes waiting on it This is Harlem in New Orleans This is old school and drop foreign [Smoke DZA] Riiiiiight, f** the fame, give me the money and bud n***a could walk through Harlem and its nothin' but love A1 under these rap Gods that's f**in' with us They don't even look cool, most of these n***as are suss You rockin' with the innovators, imitated, never duplicated If you don't fill actin', chances is you a hater I can smell a motherf**a that's jealous, look at you All in your feelings, you can't help it n***a look at the ground where real n***as round I can see through the fake love and fake pounds I ain't trippin' I don't kick it wit em Verses they can copy, as long as they got the ticket for it DZA [Hook]