Artist: Curren$y f/ Dee Low, Jean LaPhare Album: Blown Away (S) Song: Blown Away Typed by: AZ Lyrics Blown Awayyy, Blown Awayyy So Blown Awayyy, Blown Awayyy Uh, Raps I buss em Problems with my life don't discuss em Coups and leer jets I lust them Can't hear them haters talk I'm above them But they push me to do it That's why I love them Fittin snub in the Chevy seat Niggas see the future That's ahead of me And wish that it was cease to be Buzz increase until it became a bang Jet planes in the building Bitch we do our thang Who the main manuveur The coup in vancouver Canadian ladies is speakin The fly language I'm partially famous Popularity gaining They wondering when I blow Am I gunna lose my underground soul The answer is hell no I'm definatley maintaining I'm way to G Them other niggas do their thang But them niggas ain't me Wear what you can't buy Slidin where you can't be Blown Awayyy, Blown Awayyy So Blown Awayyy, Blown Awayyy (Hehehe) Just Blown Awayyy Roll somethin up Mama what's the smoke in here Sneak in here and wing tips I never bought a pair Out of dress code Still getting in there Girlfriend now rolling like a wheelchair MDA and THC combining She high climbing into the truck We ridin, jack move fool Ain't no denying the cool The mirror image ain't quick enough To mimic my move You niggas thoughts about as shallow As a kiddie pool Can't articulate themselves In their interviews Rappers on a respirators Breathing through a tube Revivin with the live shit We make it good as new Tired of hand jobs Shit, my nigga me too Bad bitches want the real Baby girl I feel you Only thing I can do Is move pen or pencil Write and smoke my life away As I continue... Blown Awayyy, Blown Awayyy So Blown Awayyy, Blown Awayyy Just Blown Awayyy Try to act like you Ain't know the planes got it I'm in Chi-town smoking Like a train charlotte Never match They say I dress train spotta I just stay up collecting sky mileage I'm a high pilot You must acknowledge The fact that I'm not a novice Professional driver on a closed circuit Monster beats got Nascar spitta On them tracks perfect Grind outta my mind Because it's so worth it Enable spitta to make a big purchase 3 story crib, driveway half-circle Dodge Barracuda nigga Concrete surfer Engine growling like a rottweiler Trynna hurt ya Bags of purple strong enough To Stephan Urquille outta Urkel Spitta hand deliver fly verses Three accidents on purpose, yeah...