Curren$y, Smoke DZA - Cinderella Story lyrics
[Curren$y, Smoke DZA - Cinderella Story lyrics]
Really
Champ's still cold, came out the freezer
Uh huh
I'm a different type of dope
Can't step on me everything VS on me
Sticky tree from my GS homies
Young legend all the vets know me
I'm trying to catch up
This door here is for success only
My own homies trying to game of throne me me
But the game don't love you dog
The fame phony it's whatever I cop 50 dosies
My man a farmer he drive a pickup truck
And keep some fresh Oakleys
As I proceed to dump these
Joints for 25 a piece
And buy a hundred with the proceeds, Kony
Niggas really be thinking shit sugar til
They run into Shane Mosely
You know this lane OD
We ten toes down, we in too deep
Only deal with a handful, no stragglers
Unpredictable with the work, March Madness
I wear my jewelry in the pool
Rolling fire put me in a better mood
Faded knocking Uncle Snoop, Gin and Juice
Stressing I need 40 greenhouses and a mule
We make the plays and bend the rules
You searching for some hustlers
This the pinnacle
Plus the work is self-explanatory
Gave my little man a shot
Now it's a Cinderella story
Uh easter dress, very fresh
Yester, today, and the next
Jets at your neck, main engines Corvettes
Made the millions stretch
Not on the media's list of the best
But the years I put in been going to respect
Broke bitches promoting meth
I'm on the private air
Trying to do the 88 mirror like Roca Wear did
Jet Life apparel sweats, Mercedes class is S
My kid is AMG, I let my kings rest
This that Coca-Cola, root beer
Pepsi soda run the taste test
That Saab turbo with the tape deck
What car I haven't named yet
My collection growing storing cars
In sections make, model, and year
Let me make it clear
That we the only ones making
Real money 'round here
I keep my bitch crying happy tears
Too inebriated to steal that champagne
Got it looking crooked
Tossed the keys I'm glad my homie took 'em
I made it safe
Can't gamble with my life unnecessarily
When I know I'm counted on so heavily
I'm like that i carved the lane for G's
All the dogs can eat
All the sharks can feast
If you got heart and you smart
You might survive the streets
But don't stay there forever 'cause
There's so many levels
Show 'em that you special
Take the whole game if they let you
The fuck could a lesser ever tell you
I wear my jewelry in the pool
Rolling fire put me in a better mood
Faded knocking Uncle Snoop, Gin and Juice
Stressing I need 40 greenhouses and a mule
We make the plays and bend the rules
You searching for some hustlers
This the pinnacle
Plus the work is self-explanatory
Gave my little man a shot
Now it's a Cinderella story
Champ's still cold, came out the freezer
Uh huh
I'm a different type of dope
Can't step on me everything VS on me
Sticky tree from my GS homies
Young legend all the vets know me
I'm trying to catch up
This door here is for success only
My own homies trying to game of throne me me
But the game don't love you dog
The fame phony it's whatever I cop 50 dosies
My man a farmer he drive a pickup truck
And keep some fresh Oakleys
As I proceed to dump these
Joints for 25 a piece
And buy a hundred with the proceeds, Kony
Niggas really be thinking shit sugar til
They run into Shane Mosely
You know this lane OD
We ten toes down, we in too deep
Only deal with a handful, no stragglers
Unpredictable with the work, March Madness
I wear my jewelry in the pool
Rolling fire put me in a better mood
Faded knocking Uncle Snoop, Gin and Juice
Stressing I need 40 greenhouses and a mule
We make the plays and bend the rules
You searching for some hustlers
This the pinnacle
Plus the work is self-explanatory
Gave my little man a shot
Now it's a Cinderella story
Uh easter dress, very fresh
Yester, today, and the next
Jets at your neck, main engines Corvettes
Made the millions stretch
Not on the media's list of the best
But the years I put in been going to respect
Broke bitches promoting meth
I'm on the private air
Trying to do the 88 mirror like Roca Wear did
Jet Life apparel sweats, Mercedes class is S
My kid is AMG, I let my kings rest
This that Coca-Cola, root beer
Pepsi soda run the taste test
That Saab turbo with the tape deck
What car I haven't named yet
My collection growing storing cars
In sections make, model, and year
Let me make it clear
That we the only ones making
Real money 'round here
I keep my bitch crying happy tears
Too inebriated to steal that champagne
Got it looking crooked
Tossed the keys I'm glad my homie took 'em
I made it safe
Can't gamble with my life unnecessarily
When I know I'm counted on so heavily
I'm like that i carved the lane for G's
All the dogs can eat
All the sharks can feast
If you got heart and you smart
You might survive the streets
But don't stay there forever 'cause
There's so many levels
Show 'em that you special
Take the whole game if they let you
The fuck could a lesser ever tell you
I wear my jewelry in the pool
Rolling fire put me in a better mood
Faded knocking Uncle Snoop, Gin and Juice
Stressing I need 40 greenhouses and a mule
We make the plays and bend the rules
You searching for some hustlers
This the pinnacle
Plus the work is self-explanatory
Gave my little man a shot
Now it's a Cinderella story