New Jet City Lyrics - New Jet City - Curren$y

This is the fruit of our hard work 

The belief in the entrepreneurial spirit 

The new American dream 

A toast, a toast to my family, my life 

True that 

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Uh, I wrote this sitting in the back of that triple black 

With the picnic tables twistin up a sack 

My Cuban link cables prove I'm in the majors, a prime time playa 

High quality rhymes 

Earned these wages, allowed me to make wagers 

Double your life savings, we on yacht's waving 

Champagne cases, cocaine traces found 

Sippin from the speakers when the base kicked 

Hella baked, dropping these tapes, raking cakes in 

Millions my nigga, keep that under like the basement 

Engine running on that spaceship 

She sexing like woman, speeding like a bullet 

Don't pull up to it 

How I'm bout you, won't race it 

I went to class with the craftsman who made this 

Upper class shit fresher than minks 

At the event, I'm king sunning these rappers, I make you prince 

New Jet City 

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Yea Uh To stand in front this money train doesn't make sense 

I never hustled with no lames, why would I begin? 

I'm surviving in the game, where many don't win 

But losing ain't my name and that's one of them 

I'm ripping wood grain, got a journal full of strint 

Listening to max beat, wishing he was free 

But he not so we smoke a whole ounce for Gangrene 

Jet life motherfucker, we the A Team 

No van, that's a Lamb, that's them wings 

There's a difference between a plan and a scheme 

Make sure your crew all true to the same things 

New Jet City 

(Interlude) 

Eh la la la la la la la la 

Life 

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Photos 

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Rhythm is enough for them 

Hard up, this enough for them 

New Jet City 

Jet life 

Jet life 

Yea