Living for the City - Curren$y

Uh, peanut butter leather

Brown liquor, couple sips, keep it together

Weed lit, sunroof lifted slightly, gently tilted

Driver with murder gloves in my car cause I’m killing it

Premium preserves in my jar, I be getting it

From where if you ain’t a member then you ain’t getting in

Smoke to the fact that we be getting it

Higher than the ceilings in the penthouses we living in

Boy you better get your bitch, over here

Taking pictures of the whips, asking us

What we gon' get into after it’s badgering us

Life I chose why your women act like hoes

I know, this just a game I play

When I get bored

Living just enough for the

High’d up just enough for the

Living just enough for the

Never gave a, yeah