Song | Vintage Vineyard |
Artist | Curren$y |
Album | The Drive In Theatre |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
(Verse) | |
Open fireplaces | |
Me and my lady back home from a winetasting | |
The scene was crazy, millionaires around shades and trades and saying good jokes | |
Helicopters choppin as we smoke | |
Plottin on the way to get this cash cow roped up and tied down | |
Snipers outside, my compound inside | |
We pow wow, been doin this for some time now | |
Andretti, most slept on, like yo big homie’s couch | |
I’m from New Orleans, you get crapped on and X’d out | |
And we like damn, we was just talkin to homie | |
Stressed, EMS, threw them covers on em | |
But them children already seen ya, 3 in the morning | |
Woke his whole family up with that screaming (nigh**ares) | |
Visions of hits, *****s dyin, livin in *****t | |
I’m just writin bout it like in my anxiety | |
Call this like 8 ball, corner pocket | |
Drop it | |
(Verse) | |
Real *****s done died over a *****’s lies | |
I know my brother will ride if ever but never | |
The corporation wrote forever even when I’m down | |
Play my *****t and light yo bong, like throws this on | |
We family, I’m there for you right or wrong | |
They don’t have to get us all the same weight dog | |
Tiozine, sun rooftop, the doja in the wind, my men don’t stop | |
You know you tryin to get in | |
Dippin up the block with a G like him, these is rare events | |
To live another way doesn’t make sense |
Verse | |
Open fireplaces | |
Me and my lady back home from a winetasting | |
The scene was crazy, millionaires around shades and trades and saying good jokes | |
Helicopters choppin as we smoke | |
Plottin on the way to get this cash cow roped up and tied down | |
Snipers outside, my compound inside | |
We pow wow, been doin this for some time now | |
Andretti, most slept on, like yo big homie' s couch | |
I' m from New Orleans, you get crapped on and X' d out | |
And we like damn, we was just talkin to homie | |
Stressed, EMS, threw them covers on em | |
But them children already seen ya, 3 in the morning | |
Woke his whole family up with that screaming nigh ares | |
Visions of hits, s dyin, livin in t | |
I' m just writin bout it like in my anxiety | |
Call this like 8 ball, corner pocket | |
Drop it | |
Verse | |
Real s done died over a ' s lies | |
I know my brother will ride if ever but never | |
The corporation wrote forever even when I' m down | |
Play my t and light yo bong, like throws this on | |
We family, I' m there for you right or wrong | |
They don' t have to get us all the same weight dog | |
Tiozine, sun rooftop, the doja in the wind, my men don' t stop | |
You know you tryin to get in | |
Dippin up the block with a G like him, these is rare events | |
To live another way doesn' t make sense |
Verse | |
Open fireplaces | |
Me and my lady back home from a winetasting | |
The scene was crazy, millionaires around shades and trades and saying good jokes | |
Helicopters choppin as we smoke | |
Plottin on the way to get this cash cow roped up and tied down | |
Snipers outside, my compound inside | |
We pow wow, been doin this for some time now | |
Andretti, most slept on, like yo big homie' s couch | |
I' m from New Orleans, you get crapped on and X' d out | |
And we like damn, we was just talkin to homie | |
Stressed, EMS, threw them covers on em | |
But them children already seen ya, 3 in the morning | |
Woke his whole family up with that screaming nigh ares | |
Visions of hits, s dyin, livin in t | |
I' m just writin bout it like in my anxiety | |
Call this like 8 ball, corner pocket | |
Drop it | |
Verse | |
Real s done died over a ' s lies | |
I know my brother will ride if ever but never | |
The corporation wrote forever even when I' m down | |
Play my t and light yo bong, like throws this on | |
We family, I' m there for you right or wrong | |
They don' t have to get us all the same weight dog | |
Tiozine, sun rooftop, the doja in the wind, my men don' t stop | |
You know you tryin to get in | |
Dippin up the block with a G like him, these is rare events | |
To live another way doesn' t make sense |