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"The Check Point"


[Wiz Khalifa:]
Yeaaahhh bitch
The Jets and the Taylor gang
Champagne, paper planes
You already know what it is man
Young Khalifa, my nigga spitta
Yeah

Only living material, as long as the money straight they wanna see me fall
But I got a crib that's over looking the city though,
When a lot of bitches who wanna get in our videos
Ten to twelve hour long trips, bong rips
I ain't interested in what you sellin I run my own ****
Made it through a long list, did my all
Some will talk slick, but no contest, I'm dead stressed
That's why the bitches love me,
She leavin you to come where the liquor and drugs be
I'm glass floor now you passport and over seas we watchin the sun rise,
Smoke a joint out on the beach
Write my name in the sand, I
Never beena nigga who had a lucky nothin you can say everything I planned out,
Now stand out,
I fell asleep on the plane and woke up to people screamin my name

[Chorus:]
No matter which way I go, they tell me don't take that road
But I never put my foot on the brake oh no,
I Nnever put my foot on the break oh no, ah no oh
I don' think it's wrong (Jets)
Doin a hundred but they tell me to take it slow (Nigga)
But I never put my foot on the break oh no (It's the Planes and the Taylor Gang)
I never put my foot on the break oh no, ah no oh (Got your bitches slippin off their wedding rings)

[Curren$y:]
Livin the life is just me,
Some bitches my niggas in a crib full of vices
But I don't do drugs, just weed
Caution flags wave, and **** it I still speed
And proceed to give them what they waitin for
Daytona 500 guess who lightin joints up in the race car
Play hard, but I work way harder to afford
Boats, put your women on the water let 'em boogie board
Slightly older still, sexy broad, think give me more
Just strip for me without the tease, give me more
Still rockin Golden Eye on the Nintendo 64
Sayin they don't make 'em like this anymore
Same goes for my whip, same goes for my kicks, rare
And I don't rush to the store, they save me a pair
Yeah, a nigga livin in the air
Spending more time in the clouds then I spend on the ground
Do the opposite, **** takin advice from these clowns
That's why I mash the gas when they tell me slow down
Yeaaa

[Chorus:]
No matter which way I go, they tell me don't take that road
But I never put my foot on the brake oh no,
I Never put my foot on the break oh no, ah no oh
I don' think it's wrong
Doin a hundred but they tell me to take it slow
But I never put my foot on the break oh no
I never put my foot on the break oh no, ah no oh

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