Scarface - Curren$y, Trevor Clarke

Jet Life generals

Little niggas don’t compare to me, in these streets nigga I’m 10 of you

Pussy niggas get popped, like inner-tube

So fly with us, or you will become fish food, yeah

This is legal drug dealing and my hustle don’t stop at a million

All I have in this world, is the dope game

So I got my young niggas selling white girls

Fast money, I’m just trying to get more

All night flights like a nigga on tour

OG, limited edition

Two bad bitches doing dishes in the kitchen

Yeah, a nigga started small time, til this Jet Life shit

Took off like an airline

Rock heat for my money trees

And I be blowin' good dank, dropping off leaves

(All I have in this world)

(All I have in this world)

Let that bitch breathe

(All I have in this world)

(All I have in this world)

OG, Let’s go

I’m a legend, I’m just tryna leave a legacy

So it’s Jet Life, til the death of me

Dearly departed, please pardon me for killing you niggas softly

I could turn a beat to a brick, lyrics pure dope boy

They could take a six

Put it in the streets and it’s still A1

Down south, how fly, I’ve been that since day 1

Big homie, little nigga pay homage

Before a nigga put you in a bag like garbage

I be blowin' good green like I’m Irish

Niggas call me brick, 'cause I’m solid

Yeah, American gangster

Captain of this ship, I could stop it with no anchor

Yeah that’s us in them old school whips

Jet Life nigga, we running this shit

You don’t believe me, then ask your bitch

Yeah I got a young on that OG shit

Smoking white boys, bumpin' old school jams

And all she talk about is old school Trans Am’s

She be getting dressed for them Jets in the mirror

While you be looking at her like bitch I’m gon' kill ya

Lame ass nigga

All strung out, Eddie Kane ass nigga

OG