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(Album: Pilot Talk 4 - 2021)

[Curren$y:]
Serving, serving
Serving, serving, swerving, yeah
Serving sermons, swerving corners, collecting my— damn (Just like that time)
Serving sermons, swerving corners, collecting my tithes
Damn, yeah
Skrrt, skrrt, uh, swerve to the sides
We gon' get the whole world high, yeah, damn
Got 'em sleeping outside (Jet Life, Jet Life)
Standing on line, uh

Andretti back over the stove (Stove)
Cooking utensils is all solid gold (All gold)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, scrape the sides (Scrape the sides)
I'ma get the whole world high (Get the world high)
Banging that Drop Top Wop in my ride
Serving sermons, swerving corners, collecting my tithes (Collecting my tithes)
For the fly (For the fly)
Them other niggas living, they ain't really live, they jams is jive
Tapping raps in they iPhone
Data storage full of lies while I glide, glaciers of ice
Shooting craps with diamond dice
Nigga, we playing for your life
Shrimps want beef, so we lay it over rice (So we lay it over rice)
It's worth twelve percent of my adjusted gross
But it help me sleep at night (It help me sleep at night)
Keep them cameras on, build them motherfucking fences high
My hippie girl seen 'em coming with her third eye (Coming with her third eye)
Audio dope, slanging them whole pies
Watching them birds hit the sky
Cameras flash, you gon' know when we arrive
We really them guys, all of us is high (Damn)
Read all our names in the headlines, damn

[Curren$y (Jay Electronica):]
E in it, Chevy's on switches, nigga
Smoking weed in it, laughing in our pictures
Duh-dum, duh-dum, duh-dum, duh-dum
(Uh-huh)

[Jay Electronica:]
Jay Elec back over the stove
I left home on Greyhound and came back with Hov
Project niggas, we worldwide now, like Mr. Marcelo
New Orleans, where we still making Heaven out of the ghetto
It's been a long time since we seen you under the bridge, Jay
Well, is the motto still, "You get it how you live," yeah?
Say less, I used to wear Buster Browns out of Payless
Then graduate to 8-Ball jackets, coming out D-To
I spit it for Mookie, Juv, world, Earl, and Cito
The law we lay in the street, even Sleepy Joe couldn't veto
No harm, no technical foul, no uninhibited free throw
From Tchoupitoulas to Napoleon, Desire, North Miro
Me and Spitta spit a flame of magic that's uncontested
Jet Life, Roc Nation, can see the planes, it's so majestic
What's popping NOLA like Britney
I be at Poor Boys on St. Bernard
You got a bone to pick with me? Come and get me
But in the meantime, pop that pussy for a real nigga
I used to rock the Popeye ashtray and the mouth with the Hilfiger
I'm out that wild Magnolia where niggas'll deal with ya

[Curren$y:]
Keep the E in it, damn, yeah
Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches
Smoking weed in it, laughing in our pictures

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