Curren$y - For Seasons (Ft. King Chip) [paroles]

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Curren$y - For Seasons (Ft. King Chip)

Paroles: For Seasons

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Higher than ever, gray leather
Head rest, 2 letters, double s’s
I love them chevys to death
These niggas fakin’ they ready forgettin’ they lines on set
I don’t know how to play they role
They more inclined to play themselves
I just live amongst them trees
Bakin’ goodies, keebler elves
Smokin’ with them bitches got em’ focused in the kitchen
Pots whippin I’m chillin’
My and my nigga’ grub like kings and then we dippin’
Interstate, lane changer, rover rangin’ 96
Lighters flickin’ like them blinkers
A motivated stoner mind blown what I be thinking
Matchin’ benzes in ten days kid, live to talk about it like A did

[Hook x4]

[Verse 2: King Chip]
Yeah my nigga we in this bitch
Smokin’ strong thats the long
Got some shit that get you gone
Why sell, be your own
Imma’ do this whole verse without no punch lines
King Chip really livin’ fuck the one times
Spitta hit me up when I was in Vegas, like you need some weed?
I say hell yeah must have read my mind
Twelve thousand dollar outfit in that tech
Me and Spitta smoke too much to not have dread locks