1 Luv (feat. Cordae)

Intro (Curren$y) I don't know what kind of Dr. Frankenstein shit happened Eastside all mine Just like every time Verse 1 (Curren$y) When the credits roll then its known who did what You see my name lit up big as f*ck Acknowledgment for a lot of shit Punch lines the critics didn't get Metaphors that they didn't dig Awards shows we was never invited to sit Red carpet photo shoots we never got a chance to rip Ever since I ever been wrote East side on my shit Gotta represent anywhere I ever went Trunk on my Chevy made it clear Candy painted, dedicated to my town because I love it here This my year everybody say the same thing Only a few put effort forth to prove true what they claim Im one of them mane strongest link in the chain Me and my little bro do business plans and Champagne Television money hit a little different Check for two episodes bought me 5 Bentleys Television money hit a little different Check for two episodes bought me 5 Bentleys Hop out that motherfucker smoking like a chimney Hop out that motherfucker lit up like Christmas Hop put that motherfucker attracting the bitches It was unintentional baby i was just living I can't help it if she fell for me while I was chillin' While niggas stumble over one another trying to get with I was thinking digits, always thinking bigger Lemonade and liquor get it goin' quicker Swimming at the studio, one love Mac Miller Verse 2 (Cordae) Can I uh.Let me hop on this joint bro Alright, we some professional world travelers Rich bachelors, plots to move back to Africa Peep the vernacular Not a word wasted, every sentence is sacred Though its hard to be creative when you live in the matrix Cinnamons jaded, private life but niggas invaded The benefits fading, f*ck fame but Benjamins cravin' Need more, work harder, you bleed more Malibu property right by the seashore We rent it out, Airbnb it, collect the profits This is not rap boy, I'm here to drop knowledge This hip hop shit brought me to the top college Speak to the students at Harvard nigga, I'm honored Summa Cum Laude how I graduated School of hard knocks, she infatuated Every move calculated Invested in stock, not a dollar wasted Far fetched, dreaming same night is crazy, damn ain't God amazing? Private jets, no stress, boy I must confess Stay aligned on this path, continue my quest Bad bitch, five star dinners the menu is sex Everytime we touch the stage the venue is blessed