Address

[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's all good, it's already (Yeah)
Already understood
Ain't nothing
Still the same old, that's all
Ain't nothin change
Fool, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Ugh, nigga, for what?
Get down with these suckers when I'm high as fuck
And they under us
Catch a crook in your neck from trying to watch the Jets
Mr. Tokyo Drift, spent yen on a 'Vette
Lookin' for your bitch, fool?
Take one guess—she caught up in the rapture
Waking and baking, Anita greatest hits blastin
Pedal-mashing, paper-twisting
Scraping-engine, Rad Racer
No 3D glasses, just a high-ass rapper—Spitta, nigga
In the building? Nah, I'm on the roof, chilling
The pool up here, couple chicks I grew up with
Bottles in the cooler
If you don't know how to do it, homie, I'll school you
Barrel roll, loop-de-loop, Top Gun maneuvers
Making Hot Wheels out of hoopties
Holding it down like balloon strings

[Chorus: Curren$y; Curren$y & Stalley]
Ugh, it's all good
It ain't gotta be said, it's already understood, ain't nothing
Ain't nothing change but the address
Fool, ain't nothing change but the address (Yeah, yeah)
We still the same mode
Niggas switching the scripts, but still playing the same role, and so— (And so—)
Ain't nothin' changed but the address (Address)
Fool, ain't nothing change (Ain't nothing change)

[Verse 2: Stalley & Curren$y]
Starin out the villa at the ocean miles long (Yeah, nigga)
Tryin' to figure out raps to put up in a song (Yeah, Ski Beatz)
Nights long, but the days short
Nike shorts, argyle socks, Jordan three's, lounge gear
Long beard; you can tell I ain't from round here
Obvious, with the occasional glare from the natives
Call 'em back, tell my mama I make it
Not complacent with the lifestyle
Feels good, but it's hard to crack a smile
When the ones you came up with not around
Roll a joint after picking through the pound
Whole perception done changed
Funny how a three-hour flight can make your life change
Tight things I be thinking on
When I'm drifting in and out of herb clouds, hanging on—
Every second of the moment
So you can feel all the memories I come home with
And for those that miss me: I'll be back—don't trip
In the 'Maro with the shift kit
Oceanside, doors open wide, trying not to be seasick
Plotting in the tropics, thinking how I'm gon' run ish'
Back in the states when I leave it

[Chorus: Curren$y]
Ugh, it's all good
It ain't gotta be said, it's already understood, ain't nothing
Ain't nothing change but the address
Fool, ain't nothing change but the address (Yeah, yeah)
We still the same mode
Niggas switching the scripts, but still playing the same role, and so— (And so—)
Ain't nothin' changed but the address (Address)
Fool, ain't nothing change (Ain't nothing change)

[Outro: Curren$y]
Nigga
Yeah, SkiBeatz