DJ DCM - Currently (feat. Alex Aff & Danny Blaze) Lyrics

DCM, what's crackin' nigga? (Yup)
Shit is fire (Yup)
(Uhh) Yea

Niggas aint gone pay me
I gotta get paid by myself
Only time i sleep is in a bed
I made for myself
Game so cold, I can never melt
Only goal is spit the illest shit
That you ever felt
I cannot complain baby
These are how my cards are dealt
I aint drownin' in the pressure
I turn into Michael Phelps
Yea... Im pragmatic
I'm simplifying the mathematics
Of this music, hustlin
Gettin' over my bad habits

Back to the crack I'm rappin
On tracks I'm lappin'
This is straight-up passion
I'm takin' action (Yeap)
Make sure I'm sayin' somethin'
I aint wasting my words
Everyday I'ma learn
Pray and I earn
Quick as a nigga
Stay on the curve
Think I'm getting up at 6AM tomorrow
Gotta be the early bird (Early bird)
If you aint know man
It's that North Durham nigga
And I never gave a f*ck (Nope!)
And my life is real enough
That you would think I made it up, but no
I'm out here livin' and
Makin' my own decisions
Men get too aggressive
So I find myself kickin' it with women
I'm just gifted
I'm killin' the shit like old Jigga
With a trial for his innocence
Even though nigga did the shit
The way that I'm writin'
I consider a pleasure so I'm
Makin' love to the instrument
I'ma let you know when I finish with it
I'm tryin' not to take anything personal
But sometimes I be gettin' offended
That's how it is nigga (That's how it is nigga)

Currently Im goin' through it (Goin' through it)
But i aint trippin'. I just put it in the music (In the music)
Put it in the music (In the music). Put it in the music (Yea)
Currently Im goin' through it (Goin' through it)
But i aint trippin'. I just put it in the music (In the music, Yea)
Put it in the music (In the music)(Yea) Put it in the music

Yo, currently
I been bumpin' alot of Curren$y (Spitta)
Tryna get this money up my nigga
I been workin' three jobs, no bull
I aint Pippen in that thirty-three (Yea)
Still got dreams that I'm
Whippin' in that Mercedez
And I'm still tryna achieve that goal (Yea)
Had to put a couple things on hold
I got a family now (I got family)
My lil boy 'bout to be three years old (Three)
And my baby know that she my soul
(What up babe) Get that ring all gold
And I still got that heat, no stove
DCM, damn this beat so cold (I see you D)
Aye, throwback jerseys
Air Forces on my feet like HOV
(Rocafella in the building) N-Y swagg
Always rep NC like Cole (C like Cole)
Only thing changed is the flattops
Still got these rappers way
Behind me like a backdrop
From the Bull City, where they
Let the strap pop (Bllattt)
Home of the dee's, drug dealers
And crack rocks. Ya heard me?

Currently Im goin' through it (Goin' through it)
But i aint trippin'. I just put it in the music (In the music)
Put it in the music (In the music). Put it in the music (Yea)
Currently Im goin' through it (Goin' through it)
But i aint trippin'. I just put it in the music (In the music, Yea)
Put it in the music. (In the music) Put it in the music (In the music nigga)