The Stage

[Intro: French Montana] Ill slow it down for em you know? Sometimes they say you gotta laugh You might laugh to cry out Oh man, when you get time to relax? That's the question, know what Im sayin'? [Verse 1: French Montana] Homie I just lost my only

(Verse) Boss is how we prone to think Communicate with killers via core links Some of my niggas ran from the corner to the coroner I made it out, luxury bust, tourin love, right Feelin better than head on the wake up Roll me up a bomber like *sniff*

(Hook) My own head told me kill them bitches Rollin out while we handle our business I know the haters there but we ain't trippin Shit, we too busy being them niggas Shit, we too busy being them niggas Shit, we too busy being them niggas Shit, we too

[Intro] Yeah La Musica de Harry Fraud [Verse 1: Curren$y] Exit in the striker boat Clean as fuck, eatin' millions and shittin' soap Its in the ceilings, its in the walls, its in the floor That's old news, the real drugs is in the floor Gold shoes, Da