Ventilation Lyrics - Covert Coup Ep - Curren$y

(Jet life) 

White carpet in my star face house 

No one to gon dis on my scar faced spouse 

My IV the twisted reefer and delivering that dough 

To the front door like a piece of carrying her own 

Always financially she don't need me 

She is just in love with a real nigger continuously weedin 

At my under closed location my grow space is reading 

up on vintage V12 engines 

and the greatest strains this season 

and I grind for that very reason 

the toxic air that I'm breathin a leave an average man weakened 

watermarks still on the houses as i drive by 

crack the soundproofs let a cloud out it 

trill shit 

Next time I vacate I'm bringing all my cars on a plane with me 

Lor' see the same we gonna make it an' show our folks 

how to make them millions 

Grapplin' hooks scaleing the building rap with no hooks 

I'm high hows you feelin' 

Captin hook wild'n in the ceiling though no stealin 

that shit heard i know the feeling 

these niggas a borrowin yo style like you wasn't about 

to go do nuttin with it 

That's why I only kick it with real niggas like Dom Kennedy 

and people I ain't got to name cuz they was probly here gettin high wit me 

If you don't know where to put it at than I'll ride wit it 

There I try to lose you in the system for some weed in my city 

In the heart aint no love or no pity 

Looking for charity that dog don't hunt don't come in the woods with it 

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(Jet life) 

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