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"Drizzle"

"Drizzle"


Yellow gold day-date
No diamonds
Presidential band
Got the umbrella from the Wraith
I've been wearing jeans lately
Green and blue suede Wally's
Shout out to Sicamore
Shout out to Ghostface, Raekwon
Let me get out this rain now
 
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"Drone Footage"

"Drone Footage"


They gonna need drone footage to really get to it
These coupes is movin'
Through busy traffic they maneuverin', like it ain't nothin' to em
As a youngin, I was inducted into a serious unit
The training was grueling
Mafia grooming, schooled on how to be the Don
So when I got on one day, I'd be used to it and know what I'm doin'
Cause the stakes is high and nowadays you get killed from lookin' stupid
From like all the other way, shooters in bushes with rifles like [?]
Infrared goggles and all kind of Call of Duty shit
They tryna take you off of here
And I'm online ordering an office chairs
Get high all the time off the California finest
No I don't own Balenciagas, but all of my weed designer
Every [?] night lemonade, cold vodka and sprite
I get what I like
Blowin' one hunnids all night and making it all back tonight
This is the life
They gonna need drone footage to really get to it
They gonna need drone footage to really get to it
They gonna need drone footage to really get to it
They gonna need drone footage to really get to it
 
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"Drug Prescription"

"Drug Prescription"


[Intro:]
Yeah, yeah
Da da da da
Yeah
[Verse 1:]
On a mission to grab it, stash it
Kilos of gold bars, black car, plastic
Swipe a nigga life away, transactions, his wife stood by, gaspin'
Can't believe the shit happened
Now she grieving in the madness
When I ceased these little niggas is pulling triggers
And they clapping at the OG's, it ain't safe
Either is yours or Carlito's way still the same if its still a game
No love thang, just slugs, what up man?
Hustlin' to avoid our strugglin'
As soon as it goes from nothin' to stuntin'
Ferrari's parked, leave 'em covered 'til the summer
Bring 'em out when I really feel like I gotta kill something
It feel like she comin' when she seen a real nigga come up
Just knowin' I can have her
I ain't really gotta fuck her, ask her new cuttin'
Mind sex, offset on my dune buggies, I progress forward
Motions stay goin', you can tell them hoes rollin'
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
[Hook:]
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it [x5]
Like a doctor or the phantom of the opera
[Verse 2:]
Though I'm not in the phantom I'm probably in my low rider
Drivin' 'em cause I got 'em all options, chrome bottoms
Interior imperial, shit be fit for emperors
She be tryin' to kick it like a ninja bitch
My homies finna flip her like a half a brick
These other rappers out ain't half as sick
All that half-ass shit will get your ho ass whipped
Shots are losses, not accepted by bosses
I can tell you don't be up here often cause your eyes waterin'
You coughin', that gas I got'll have you nauseous
You lost in the midst of this the real shit
Big fish, shark tank
Don't get bit nigga get bank
Get you and get the fuck out the game
Take advice from niggas who survived and maintained by doing the same thing
Then you twist your shit and carry on man
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
Drug prescriptions, got 'em open, I'm the one who wrote it
[Hook]
 
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"Drugs Wars & World Tours"
(with Corner Boy P)

"Drugs Wars & World Tours"
(with Corner Boy P)



[Corner Boy P:]
Weed & Instrumentals
Drug Wars, World Tours
Yeah

Drug wars and world tours
Slutty bitches, love these hoes
Money's something I can't ignore
It's the beauty in the eye of God
It's the beauty in the eye of God
But the money's something I can't ignore
Slutty bitches, love these hoes
World tours and drug wars
Pure white call it [?]
My trap house a holy place
Both hands together, amazing grace
He was lost, but they found him slain
Come and slow dance with the Devil
Won't cha-cha with a shotta
Hundred guns, team strong
Still hustlin' money long
Assassinations for the throne
At the table, each his own
Ice water in the bong
Some niggas real, some is clones
My main homie switched up on
I'm in the field all alone
So I'm cautious on the street
Pistols all through the home
'Cause if they catch you slippin' then you dinner
Don't be an entree on the menu
Ain't fucked her since September
And I ain't talked to her since September
So many hoes, I don't need remember
So many drugs, I don't need remember
Got hella stoned out in Denver
All these rocky miles around the finger

[Curren$y:]
Money stacked tall as me
And all I did was keep it G
I never jumped in other lanes, no matter what they offered me
What label work as hard as we?
We drop them kilo's every month
Got Cutlass, Monte Carlo, Regal's
All kinda action in the trunk
Fiends lined up out front
Have your mind set on what you want
When you step inside the workshop
Put your hustle down, and then you stunt
Skipping levels get's you fucked up
It's a game and every step you learn
So don't be so quick to jump
One false move will get you burned
I'm rolling up, as I turn, the corner smoking marijuana
You can smell me from the curb
When the Rolls Royce pull up on you
I'm smokin' stronger than pneumonia
In an Andretti kush coma
Smoked a half before the morning
No sleep, niggas still going
 
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"Drunk Dialing"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"Drunk Dialing"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Uh the club lite turn to sunrise
You know I still ain't done right
Skip my place and take you to yo crib
I'm trynna roll a mega joint, raid yo fridge
You got the ps3 you love yo kid
I'm a play his shit since he not here
And I still got a fetish for other niggas hoes
Still keep the tooth brush in my car
With some basketball shorts and tha charger for my phone
You never know what will happen, spontaneous action
In the city of the Mardi Gras parade and gun clappin, quarterbacking
Not the center but I'm snapping bones
Shorty don't be smoking like that she grown
Leon phelps, hugh hef rider flow
Boogie nights at the roxbury, Which way should we go huh?

[Hook: Curren$y]
6 in the morn'
But I don't wanna go home
So I'm driving from the club alone
Hoping one of these hoes answer they phones
(Got these bitches slippin' of they wedding rings)
(It's the planes and the gang)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah, 6 am chicks we slay them
Knowing favorite songs picks we play them
I ain't on some some big ol' star ship, but tell you I sure afford it
My lifestyle, all the visuals are gorgeous
Spend nights out couple bitches at the fortress
Got all these lil hoes addicted, cause if it ain't broke then it's rich bitch
I'm ridin' in my ride getting lifted
Thinkin' which chick I'm a bruce lee kick with
I roll another joint to start my mission
And hella watch her watch my prevision
Need a nigga that don't care what it cost him
Say you scarred of heights but admit the view is awesome
And the weathers great, roll another plane, celebrate
And I'm in the sky so she ask me how I'm fly

[Hook]
 
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"E.T."
(feat. B-Real)

"E.T."
(feat. B-Real)



[Intro: Curren$y]
Drive-In Theatre
Turn it up some for me

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Yo, uh fresh paint on the park bench
Shining in the sunlight of the morning
Under the shade of the trees taking it all in
In the courtyard of my homegirl's apartments
Scared to play, how could you ever win?
Make a mistake, then a revision
Make them see that shit the way you did
Some of these fools will never get it
But I still give 100 percent, just
Consideration for the listeners
Appreciation for the livers, lifers
Henny swiggers, weed smokers, chevy drivers
Switches hitting, steady dipping, banging oldies
Throw the set up out the window, hit my horn at the homies
Just vibing bitch you can't kill it
Immortals chilling, portals to dimensions
Where everybody keep it realer
On this side we don't feel you
On this side one of these youngins might steal you
On this side for looking too unfamiliar
Too much like a squealer, dice shooter
Debt dealers, grocery store looters, all the same nigga
Put into a bad position, back the coolest cat in the corner
Transform into a junkyard bulldog on them
Posers, imposters, opponents, I throw them all in one size fits all boxes
Coaching, while smoking notice, a weakness in your defense
We bust it open, fitting to run it like a quarterback option
These niggas not sharks they just flounders, goonies in training
Surround them then drown them, Scuba Steve blood hounding
Never found them, started from the bottom
Then I got rich, never dipped
Cause I'm so at one with my surroundings, bitch

[Hook: Curren$y]
You far away from your home, you's an alien, alien
You far away from your home, you an alien, alien
You far away from your home, you's an alien, alien
You far away from your home

[Verse 2: B-Real]
As I'm pulling trees out the grow room
Phone blowing up, man, how'd they know so soon?
All these ladies looking right, hydro bloom
Got these rookies fucking faded, singing show tunes
You get it from the doctor, it's a bomb sack
And if you sitting too close, catch a contact
If you want my territory, combat
I don't be losing cool, doctor is a calm cat
Every 90 days, around the way, the ladies pay me
Crazy how they make me paper, I appreciate it greatly
One day I'll retire, give some peace to those who hate me
But you're saying to the doctor, "Listen no one else can save me"
But every now and then, someone stepping out of pocket
People want my green and my rivals try to block it
This is unacceptable, I don't see the logic
To put your life at risk, cause I'll put one through your locket
I don't beef for bullshit, I just want to treat my patients
It's a cold life, Alaska, Sarah Palin
When I give you knowledge, take it like a revelation
When the people want the best, they know that I'm the destination
Any other source will get you high, you'll feel amazing
But it's just a duplication of the fire that I'm blazing
When you're far away from home and you don't have no sources
I will dab you out if I can just find where my torch is

[Hook: Curren$y]
You far away from your home, you's an alien, alien
You far away from your home, you an alien, alien
You far away from your home, you's an alien, alien
You far away from your home

[Verse 3: Curren$y]
Uh, she came first I came last
Sheisty bitch'll put arsenic in your glass and
Propose a toast to the fact that you been smoked
You a dead man walking, sucker, you ain't even know
Never let my eyes close around these hoes
But she quick to put us down on the stove, that's for sure
Tryna work her way in, mafia ties, helicopter ride
Business meetings in the sky
Drug dealers in disguise, this is I
Day in, day out, dazed in the Days Inn
Letting this work play out
They downloading demand, movin I pull the tape out
But I'm the man of that course, so there will never be a drought
As a matter fact girl, you need to peep your boy out
I been considering assembling a batch of bad bitches, my
Hired assassins, looks could kill cause I just handed Looks a Magnum
We called her Look cause, fuck man, look at her
She got them looks man, model singer slash actress
Dillinger's in the mattress, gloves and ski masks
Dissipate the static, chase away the madness, chase bank deposits
Bitch I always got it, I just tell you I don't have it
Cause too many people was looking at me when you asked me
100 percent averaging, highness, your majesty
I am this savagely

[Hook: Curren$y]
You far away from your home, you an alien, alien
You far away from your home, you's an alien, alien
You far away from your home, you an alien, alien
You far away from your home
Homes
 
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"El Camino"
(feat. Mary Gold)

"El Camino"
(feat. Mary Gold)



[Hook: Mary Gold]
And we roll up in the El Camino
Cruisin down south in the El Camino
Light one up in the El Camino
And we roll up in the El Camino
So as we ridin' by
So as we ridin' by
So as we ridin' by

[Verse: Curren$y]
Uh, mama please, twist the trees
While I get dressed and look for car keys
Start to crank V8, 350 quickly in the breeze like pilin'
Got yo allergies wildin'
Sneeze cus a nigga so cold when he roll
Forgiato, 3 piece gold
Not everybody to do it, not everybody that’s fluent
And that money talk, Spitta a killa
I should write these lyrics in crime scene chalk
Now take a walk on the side where the jets reside
Stay high, stay fly, always ready to ride
Ice cream paint job, smellin' like weed on the inside
No question, Chevrolet my obsession
Every month I gotta get one, this check will cop my next one
Corvette selection, Monte Carlo collection
But that El Camino classic perfection
Bitches always lookin' in his direction

[Hook]
 
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"Elevator Musik"

"Elevator Musik"


[Intro:]
(Yawns)
Long night,
Think I gave my last hundred (To the fuckin' valet)
Good evening Mr. Jackson
I mean good morning, shit
Dang

[Verse 1:]
Uhh, Number fo' jordan soles to the flo'
Steppin through the elevator door,
Select a level that I wanna be on
One push of a button be gone
Doors open in the living room of my home,
Penthouse I own
I got it on my own
When I'm gone engrave
That phrase on my tombstone
Nigga I'm in the zone,
Like the 1-3-1
Lookin' down on the super dome gettin super doam
New Orleans I roam
I love where I'm from
They know where I started they know how far I've come
If I said I'm a do it you could consider it done
My track record will prove it, I showed you for seven months
Mixtape after mixtape all was solid
Google my name and you could read all about it
No longer No limit but a nigga still bout it
No longer Cash Money still got fat pockets

[Chorus:]
Uhh, this is elevator music
All we do is ride around and get high too it [x2]
All we do is ride around and get high too it
That's why we call it the elevator music (Look up it's the jets nigga)
Cause all we do is ride around
And get high to it (Where haven't we been yet)

[Verse 2:]
Uhh, a yessir I got my lazy eyes
On that prize dime right there
I pull up the coup
It's like a pull out a chair
Because the girl broke a smile and just sat there,
Yeah shit happen like that all the time
I'm used to it
I just take it in strides
Split another, keep movin
Tie loose ends,
Burn a couple of frees
Chop fan business
Burn a pound of haze
Moves get made mo funds to raid
Niggas wanna get paid, get high, get laid
And repeat those steps
And that order everyday
My name in these streets
My name is my name
That shit that I say to remind you niggas
Even if you don't see me I'm around you niggas
I pound these bitches
Dumbfound these critics
Just spittin' the shit that I'm really livin'
Spitta

[Chorus]
 
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"Empire Monopoly"

"Empire Monopoly"


Watchin boardwalk empire feelin inspired you can take it all over if you just tried it
So I tried it liked it got addicted to the square footages and home insurances
Best way to get to it is the self way do it for thou like what better time then right now
Bendin corners on these blocks makin my rounds. Highed up. Baby girl love the way that I get down
This dat headband got a nigga royally high scratch headband we gone have to call this a crown
Paint water wet on the chevy might drown so fresh it almost wasn't ready
When you get yo shot make sure you aim steady
Cause suckas gunnin fa yo spot the jack boys drew a bullseye on yo drop and you was still on da car lot
Them niggas ain't givin a fuck young killas ain't Rememberin ya or respectin what you done in them streets
They just focused on themselves comin up some pimpin gorillas some chimps some chumps
Monkey shit in occasions those not actin they ages got the story first hand from my incarcerated scarfaces speakin in coded language on visitation
In no form am I a criminal but never was sure what my friends was gettin into
DVD title menu on the flat for 4 hours because fell asleep beneath the sour
In the crib yo bitch want me to take her like a shower
No one man should have all dat...
 
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"Enter"

"Enter"


Uh
Money I got, still tryna get more
Grind don't stop, they're thinking like a nigga broke
Smoked one with Juvenile, sticking to the G code
Cutting through the rain clouds, Gulf stream sipping Moe'
With a little OJ Lemonade Mimosa
You don't say can't tell if this work or vacate
But I stay focused on the dope
Cause it's the only way
Doors open vertically if you got enough cake
Women throw their morals away
She gon' be a hoe today
Do what ever I say cause she seen me hoppin out that Wraith
Game cold but it's fair
I got a mink coat for this affair
Legendary shit, they felt it in the air
Them bitches knew I was there, these moments so rare
Take a picture baby girl, don't stare
Cherish this moment that we both being real playing in motion
It's always going for it never on no "oh shit!"
Three wheel Lexus, they can't find no time for it
My time is money, son who paying for this [?]
 
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