Armoire
Curren$y Lyrics


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For Cuban linx
Yellow gold, January cold, my mink
I'm from the the school of old, check out my ring
I won a super bowl of hash, I saw the Mona Lisa blink
Not falling off my ass
Cause I lean like the Tower of Pisa on stained glass
At the church, funeral services for this beat
Niggas tryna steal my style, I can hear 'em in my sleep
Like young thieves outside tryna break in your Z
28 or your Double S, they hit your Trans-Am
For your big nose hood and you know them fools man
And I swear that ain't no good, but I'm not surprised
Cause it's all fair in the game
Of fucking these bitches due to your street fame
This shit's wicked, deserves a documentary
Dead stocks on my feet, I'm walking ancient history
Niggas is beast hype, tryna be like what we write
Ain't nothing but that Jet Life

I'm talking stacks in the walls, floors, ceilings
A house made of money, feel what I'm building
(Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)
(Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)

I'm talking pounds in the fridge, hundred stack in the armoire
Constant reminders of what the fuck we grind for
(Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)
(Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)

Still at it, Jet Set mathematics
I'm, from the city of choppers clappers and levee crackage
All levels completed, bitch I'm All-Madden
Smoking out the E-Class wagon
It's just that "to the airport" action, I am more Mr. 2 Door
Still running triple O game on my new hoes
More than one time was I told that I was too cold
Gucci Mane, tryna be grizzly burr on these hoes
Foundation laid, and from that, a mansion rose
When my driver bring yo bitches home, ask her how that Caddy roll
You can tell that she was with daddy, just smell her clothes
Money and smoke, that's all I know

I'm talking stacks in the walls, floors, ceilings
A house made of money, feel what I'm building
(Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)
(Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)

I'm talking pounds in the fridge, hundred stack in the armoire
Constant reminders of what the fuck we grind for




(Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)
(Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)

Overall Meaning

In the first verse, Curren$y boasts about his lavish lifestyle and success as a rapper. He references his Cuban link necklace, yellow gold, and mink coat, which are symbols of status and wealth. He implies that he is old-school and classic, as shown by his ring. Curren$y then compares his accomplishment of winning a "Super Bowl of hash" to the Mona Lisa blinking, which shows his confidence and pride. He also mentions his lean posture, comparing himself to the Tower of Pisa on stained glass. He knows his enemies are after him, but he's not afraid of them. In the final lines, he expresses his frustration with others who try to copy his style and success.


In the second verse, Curren$y continues to talk about his lavish lifestyle, emphasizing the amount of money he has. He mentions his "house made of money," with stacks of cash in the walls, floors, and ceilings. He talks about having pounds of weed in the fridge and a hundred stacks of money in the armoire, which serves as a constant reminder of his hard work and what he has accomplished. Curren$y has achieved success through his rap hustle and is unapologetic about it. He ends the verse with the phrase "we paper chasing," which means they are always striving for more success and money.


Overall, the themes of the song are success, wealth, and the sacrifices made in the pursuit of them. Curren$y is celebrating his achievements, but is also aware of the danger and challenges that come with it.


Line by Line Meaning

For Cuban linx
Referring to the luxury and opulence associated with the Cuban link chain.


Yellow gold, January cold, my mink
Dressing to impress with flashy jewelry and a luxurious fur coat, despite the winter weather.


I'm from the the school of old, check out my ring
Proudly displaying his wealth and status through his flashy jewelry.


I won a super bowl of hash, I saw the Mona Lisa blink
Boasting about his accomplishments in the drug trade, and implying that he's able to see things others can't because of his wealth and power.


Not falling off my ass
Maintaining his success and wealth, and not letting anyone or anything bring him down.


Cause I lean like the Tower of Pisa on stained glass
Staying balanced and steady, even in precarious situations or with delicate matters.


At the church, funeral services for this beat
Reflecting on the death of a musical piece or trend, and paying respects to its impact and legacy.


Niggas tryna steal my style, I can hear 'em in my sleep
Feeling threatened by those who try to copy or imitate his style, and always on guard against potential rivals or enemies.


Like young thieves outside tryna break in your Z
Comparing those who try to steal his style to criminals attempting to break into a car or home.


28 or your Double S, they hit your Trans-Am
Describing different types of luxury vehicles that could be targeted by thieves or criminals looking to steal expensive possessions.


For your big nose hood and you know them fools man
Recognizing the risks and dangers associated with displaying wealth and status, and how it can attract unwanted attention.


And I swear that ain't no good, but I'm not surprised
Acknowledging the negative consequences and risks associated with flaunting wealth, but also admitting that it's a reality he's willing to accept.


Cause it's all fair in the game
Acknowledging the competitive nature of the music industry, and how it can be cutthroat and ruthless.


Of fucking these bitches due to your street fame
Admitting that he's able to attract women because of his status and fame, and suggesting that it's one of the perks of his success.


This shit's wicked, deserves a documentary
Recognizing the unique and often unbelievable nature of his life and experiences, and suggesting that they would make for compelling viewing.


Dead stocks on my feet, I'm walking ancient history
Wearing rare or hard-to-find footwear, and suggesting that they have a history or backstory that adds to their value and significance.


Niggas is beast hype, tryna be like what we write
Noticing how other artists try to copy their style or imitate their success, and dismissing them as wannabes or hype machines.


Ain't nothing but that Jet Life
Embracing and celebrating the lifestyle associated with their music and image, and promoting it as an aspirational goal.


I'm talking stacks in the walls, floors, ceilings
Boasting about his wealth and success, and suggesting that he keeps his money in creative and secure places.


A house made of money, feel what I'm building
Describing his wealth and success as something material and tangible, and implying that others can feel its impact and presence.


(Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)
Acknowledging that making music is just one facet of their overall business and financial strategy, and that their ultimate goal is to make money.


I'm talking pounds in the fridge, hundred stack in the armoire
Continuing to brag about his wealth and success, and describing the specific ways he stores and maintains his money.


Constant reminders of what the fuck we grind for
Reflecting on the hard work and dedication it takes to achieve success, and using his material possessions as a reminder of his past struggles and present achievements.


Still at it, Jet Set mathematics
Acknowledging that even with success and wealth, the work is never done and they must continue to put effort into their craft and business strategy.


I'm, from the city of choppers clappers and levee crackage
Describing the tough and dangerous environment he grew up in, and how it influenced his worldview and approach to life.


All levels completed, bitch I'm All-Madden
Comparing himself to a skilled and successful video game player who has completed all available levels, and suggesting that he has reached a similarly high level of accomplishment in his own life.


Smoking out the E-Class wagon
Enjoying the luxury and comfort of his expensive car, while also indulging in his love of smoking weed.


It's just that "to the airport" action, I am more Mr. 2 Door
Describing the frequent travel and action-packed lifestyle associated with his success, and implying that he prefers to travel in style and luxury cars.


Still running triple O game on my new hoes
Boasting about his sexual prowess and ability to attract and satisfy women, and suggesting that it's a key part of his lifestyle and success.


More than one time was I told that I was too cold
People have often criticized him for being too aloof or distant, but he embraces this quality and uses it as a part of his image and brand.


Gucci Mane, tryna be grizzly burr on these hoes
Naming another rapper who he believes is trying to imitate his style or success, and implying that he's not as authentic or original.


Foundation laid, and from that, a mansion rose
Describing the hard work and effort it took to achieve success, and how it has led to a prosperous and luxurious lifestyle.


When my driver bring yo bitches home, ask her how that Caddy roll
Boasting about his luxurious lifestyle and the fact that he has a personal driver, and challenging others to ask their women about the experience of being with him.


You can tell that she was with daddy, just smell her clothes
Suggesting that women who spend time with him carry his scent or aura, and implying that it's an attractive quality.


Money and smoke, that's all I know
Summing up his lifestyle and values in two simple phrases: wealth and luxury, and indulging in his love of smoking weed.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Alex Washington, Daryl Anthony Harleaux, John A Fitch, Roderick Brisco, Shante Franklin

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@mimperial1982

One of the coldest beats ever. Still bumping in 2017

@dairiorounds7488

Me jets up

@AvalancheTheKomik

This beat goes too hard. Bumpin it here in Summer 2023

@Fee76Lawlus

2020 and still bumping it!!!!!

@user-zk8le5ez2f

2021😈😈

@luckyblu3tv688

2021 this beat still go in πŸ”₯

@ichigoandrettiofficialjetm4444

Cuz this rap shyt just my hustle baby we paper chasin

@Anybodydrilla

I was 15 when this came out, still ridin to it..

@ROSAMO7

Shit still slaps harder and harder in 2022 πŸ”₯

@reshardrussell7221

2019......STILL BANGING!!!!!!!..... CHICAGO NIGGAS

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