Curren$y

[fox69]

"For Nothin"

"For Nothin"


I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
All my cars at least a 100
Barely get the chance to run 'em
Rosé popping 'round the club
Baby girl, you know I ain't coming
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
All my cars at least a 100
Barely get the chance to run 'em

7 chains on, walking 'round my house I ain't going out
Washed my car left the park driver look like a car lot
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
7 chains on, walking 'round my house I ain't going out
Washed my car left the park driver look like the car lot
Smoked out in the coffee shop
Camaro with targo tops
You know that the motor hot
Hit that bitch with the LSY, can't handle the shit I got
Make sure that your camera was in my watch
The shit I drop is quickly copped
They figure I'm slinging rocks
What they based it on, the money I make from touring
Being away from home
Still I return to the danger zone
Skating on Dayton chrome to show 'em I made it, homes
Jet Life, we the kings of underground
Bump Pimp C when I came down
[?] fuck around, when we come around
On the couch with all my rings on
What you getting in tonight
Not a motherfucking thang, homes
Fuck what you lil hoes talking 'bout

I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
All my cars at least a 100
Barely get the chance to run 'em
Might pass 'round the club but you know I'm not coming
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get fly as fuck for nothin'
I get high as fuck for nothin'
I'm high and fuck with nothin'
Crying [?]
I'm a OG I fuck for nothin'
You had to pay her to touch it

 

[fox69]

"For Seasons"
(feat. King Chip)

"For Seasons"
(feat. King Chip)



[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Higher than ever, gray leather
Head rest, 2 letters, double S's
I love them Chevys to death
These niggas fakin' they ready for gettin' they lines on set
I don't know how to play they role, they more inclined to play themselves
I just live amongst them trees
Bakin' goodies, keebler elves
Smokin' with them bitches got em' focused in the kitchen
Pots whippin I'm chillin'
My and my nigga' grub like kings and then we dippin'
Interstate, lane changer, Rover Rangin' 96
Lighters flickin' like them blinkers
A motivated stoner mind blown but I be thinking
Matchin' Benzes in ten days kid, live to talk about it like A did

[Hook: x2]
We just worryin' bout the money them bitches gon' come
We just worryin' bout the money them bitches gon' come
We just worryin' bout the money them bitches gon' come
Nigga pay that up front like the Ferrari trunk

[Verse 2: King Chip]
Yeah my nigga we in this bitch
Smokin' strong that's the long
Got some shit that get you gone
YSL, Dior Homme
I'm a do this whole verse without no punch lines
King Chip really livin' fuck the one time
Spitta hit me up when I was in Vegas, like you need some weed?
I say hell yeah must have read my mind, where it be
Twelve thousand dollar outfit in that Tech G
I don't owe nobody shit, King Chip debt free
Matter fact, couple Cleveland killers owe me
I can tell 'em keep it, have 'em run up on you no P
Locked inside my head, hella weed, hella deckhouse
Me and Spitta smoke too much to not have dread locks
Stalking haters on my Twitter, sniping 'em with headshots
Bitch ass eighth grader, fucking hater dead now
Damn that nigga Chip is crazy, maybe it's the weed, Spitta
E'rybody know that ain't nobody cold as these niggas

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"Forecast"

"Forecast"


[Verse 1:]
Cop that, niggas mad
Oops, my bad
Reached in the bag, spent a few racks
Look at that, Canal Street Confidential, put em' on the map
Getting to where the real ones felt he should've been at
Nothing changed still the same rizzaps
Chevrolets making big plays for the skrizzaps
In this bitch lit like match
My homie got the pack
And I wanna say his name but I'm so not a rat
Can't mention my niggas in my lyrics cause they really dealing, and the feds really be hearing
Increasing the locked up rate
Police is on the internet downloadin mixtapes
Tryna get tips
Homie I'm tryna get rich
These is audio bricks
You gotta use your nose to sniff
Smellin like rain coming
Musical cocaine
Gotta pain numb it

[Hook:]
Came thru like a tornado
Came thru like a hurricane
Came thru like a earthquake
Weatherman whatchu say
Looking like... said it's looking like rain
(Audio cocaine)

[Verse 2:]
Umbrella in the door jam
Got gadgets like Batman
Money on mind we don't need cat scan
To figure out that, man
I came for the money
Put it right in front me
Don't try nuttin funny
Crash test dummy
Or you'll see
You dealing with more than me
But that's a whole nother story
Looks like its about to start storming
Weatherman whatchu say?

[Hook:]
Came thru like a hurricane
Came thru like a tornado
Came thru like a earthquake
Weatherman whatchu say
Looking like... said it's looking like rain
(Audio cocaine)

 

[fox69]

"Friendly"
(feat. Curren$y)

"Friendly"
(feat. Curren$y)



[Curren$y:]
By the strength of the quality weed smell
You can tell that I'm somewhere in the building on my Batman shit
Niggas suspended from the ceiling
Not really, but that's the way the weed got me feeling
Got a low rise in Venice
Mami you got the vision and I see it HD
And it couldn't be any clearer
You should be with Spitta
And you know that this your chance, don't blow it like birthday candles
Good guy Spitta keep his name outta them scandals
It's not a secret, I prefer my girls in sneakers, never sandals
Posing naked in only a pair of Nike Vandals
Bottles pop, back to back
Extra large chronic sack
Cellphone, camera's out
Mama I remember that
Anytime I look at that
I go to wondering where you at
So baby where you at
With it
I'm just tryna hit it on the friendly
And maybe we get back up in a minute
[Chorus: x2]
Fast cars
Fly clothes
G5's flying on the seashores
Get it
Baby I'm just tryna hit it on the friendly
So tell me if you is
Or if you isn't
With it
(Yeah)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Listen, if you with it, get in
What you sipping
Hit it out of the park
That's if you pitching
First you look at me wrong
Like uh uh, no he didn't
Then you turn into rubbing on me
You start to give in, get it
By the beach, watching tennis
Crack another bottle of Perignon
Louis V carry-ons when you visit
Sending all them singles in your sidekick sentence
Then I reply like be there in a minute
Just put me and Curren$y on your friend list
The weed come from a village
Truck tire, sour diesel scented, that's real shit
From smelling this she wanna see how the cigar taste
We lighting reefer bumping 808's & heartbreaks
Skinny broad but out them jeans she got a heart shape
Skip the movie date and take her to the horse race
And let you bet it all keep the winnings
Young entrepreneur give you the business, dig it (Yeah)
[Chorus: x2]
Fast cars
Fly clothes
G5's flying on the seashores
Get it
Baby I'm just tryna hit it on the friendly
So tell me if you is
Or if you isn't
With it
(Yeah)

 

[fox69]

"Frost"

"Frost"


Jet life, that's all playa
Fresh weed in a glass jar playa
Not the body, vampire slaya
Pull her string like a guitar playa, John Mayor
Body shakin, body snatcher,
Undertaker, come pick the track up cause this was a massacre
Spitta den beat the beat
Right side, left and then rerap it backwards
Holy maccaral, I'm low in a Malibu two door listenin to Disney Rascal
Right up ya avenue, fly as a parachute,
High as a paratrooper, before he deploy
You ain't a d-boy you a fuckin decoy
You ain't Bruce Lee nor Bruce Leroy
Can't kick bruce bruce, you a comedy boy YEAH
My mission here is to destroy the wackness
Or in all fashions from all fashions
Fools they are. pay for they sucker-ish actions
Cast out nigga the casino magic [?]
My girl from cincinnati
My weed from Cali
Feel the blitz, like a o-line, wats happenin
High Time
Evergreen pine, we snappin trees in half and use the snap to make hash with
Hede de hede [?]
My paper straight, holdin it down, I'm a paper weight
Knock off baller yo paper fake
You fallin off and I'm home plate safe
How else can I call it but how I see it?
Can't say ya name cause I ain't see ya
Flow cold, inside door of the freezer
Four hoes chose but I'm in a two seater
Follow in a cab or I'll catch ya next weekend
Either way baby girl, nigga ain't tweekin
Pleadin, please
I'm peelin off, now you realized you was dealin with a boss
Coulda took a ride but you took a loss
Got yo friend in my drop with the top takin off
At the crib her top get takin off
And she can share the details when she wake tomorrow
YEAH

 

[fox69]

"Frosty"

"Frosty"


[Curren$y]
Yeah, cut the beat on
The coolest nigga ever just walked in the room
Cut the heat on
Minutes after the car lot, remove factory socks
And put brand new sneaks on
Casper on these fools, Floating
I'm talking about the Caspian Sea, holmes
Casting lines
While penning vicious one's at the same time
Visuals, But you can hear 'em though, Yea
Spit shit you would think unimaginable
Then make it tangible
Travel mo', to it is a grab and go
Hustle hard homeboy, my family know
Rarely seen...
They know I'm married to my dream
So in love with that green
That my bitch every day threatens to leave
The only thing that's left for me
Is to suggest that she do as she please
Cause on the nights that it's really cold
I know that money gonna hold me, yea

 

[fox69]

"Froze"
(feat. Riff Raff)

"Froze"
(feat. Riff Raff)



[Chorus x2:]
Feel so cold
I came up in the world so cold
That's why my heart on froze
My heart on froze
My heart on froze
I came up in this world so cold
[Riff Raff:]
Yeah, uh
Mind incoherent
Taint the days from the bad experience
I don't hit the line I pass the interior
Exterior Phantom, seldom wait for stanza
Bout to hit a couple stories, boy scout lantern
Ca-ca-cathedral box, center stage like Chris Rock
Recline the top, like Peter Pan drop
Drop a couple smells, top smells, top chef
Cheddar melt, fast forward silk chain made from Tinkerbell
Luxury coated, due to a couple pairs dancing
Marinara on the seat belts, Versace fence
I'm Michael Phelps with the gold medallions
I pulled a couple stallions, my rims rattle
I ball like Ralph Samson, Riff!
[Chorus x2]
[Curren$y:]
Undefeated like my sweats, untouchable rep
Underated overhated, fuck em I'm a jet
Life on the set nigga, live and direct
Like an intercept, halt your progress
I don't celebrate that touchdown, yet
You soft as a night gown clown, I see that right now
I'm cold I'm froze like you should have wrapped them pipes
I'm cold I'm froze like put some coats on them children
'Fore you let them outside
Getting strong of that green spinach bitch, Popeye
Pot got me lazy in my long sleeve tie dye
Whippin' a Mercedes AMG 96 2 door 600
Alloy wheels on it, introduce me to your best bitch homie
Eyes can't hide her desire, she on me
Heart on fire for Mr. Frosty, I'm cold

 

[fox69]

"Full Metal"

"Full Metal"


Huuuh
I call my brother Sun cause he shine like..noon time
my last on the turnpike, maneuvering minds GT5 My nerves is ice
And I wouldn't change none of it at hind sight, believe this
cause if I wouldn't have been that then I wouldn't be this
inspiration for niggas who out there chasing that paper
walkin the walk, and running over them haters
outlining the chalk, the conversation is deaded
cause I'm living for the loot n you wasn't talkin no bread biiitch
cake all layerish, playa all himalayerish, got the 420 vision
rollin doobies up, rollin doobies up, up in the incision
my rocket furnishes, projection screens built in my ceilings
I spit the picture so vivid because I'm really livin
this jet life, tennis shoes n tuxedos
them other fools ain't fly, they fuckin mosquitoes
Don't work, they just cryin, whinin, fuckin pinot grigio
you need to get on your grind
stack a stack of dead people, that concussive presidential time
for that cash I brung a clean tag, this is mine
fuck you doin with that..dough
Az holdin the baby, peepin the whole scene, I'm bout to blow
you know...

 

[fox69]

"Fully Loaded"

"Fully Loaded"


[Intro:]
I been smoking up, fully loaded
Ohhh-Ohhh yea
I been smoking up, fully loaded

[Verse 1:]
From the Bentley to the booth, now I'm back again
Because this shit take ends, I'm try'na win
Losers is them, we ranked top ten that
Any event championship air bagging, the E-class station wagon
VIP the homie threw me down, BVS 17's
I'm lookin' clean, coming down fucking them up
Spinning they heads round, yea bruh that's us

[Hook x3:]
Loaded (Loaded)
I've been drinking (I've been drinking)
I've been smoking
I'm fully loaded (Loaded)

[Verse 2:]
Bottom bread, fuck what they said
Thin crust, extra cheese, papered up
My bottom bitch learning to water ski, so raise a glass for her
Cheers to the self made, self paid
Haters ain't shit, Family's everything
Everybody's rich no weak link
Weigh my chain on the dope scale, in the wind like boat sails, Mermaids learn by the smoke smell

Loaded (Loaded)
We over here girl

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Uh, Ideas in the ashtray
Could've been the next big thing if developed halfway
But in the streets living savagely, Got caught up sadly
Coughin' it up, bleeding badly, we lost 'em bruh
All I could do is dedicate my next player move to you
So just know who was fo' when I slide through
Frame on the [?] oldest, cruise life I choose
I'm on, I'm on more than Sport Center
I'm on like porch lights, Daddy home bitches

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"G's Walk In"

"G's Walk In"


And then the Gs walked in and everything froze
You in a room full of players trying to hide your hoes
Money on my mind sticking to the code
She see me getting mine can't help it if she chose
And then the Gs walked in and everything froze
You in a room full of players trying to hide your hoes
Money on my mind sticking to the code
She see me getting mine can't help it if she chose
Ain't right game tight
Plotted maneuvered executing the same night
No room for hesitation excuses in this life
This money don't wait I get to it all night
In the studio cooking shows steady booking
Bought a new car paid for it with this jugging
It cost to be the boss, tall price
Some niggas too scared of heights
I climbed swan dived behind mine and anytime
Grinded for them rollies now all the top jewelers know me
Mr. Cop a show piece, 40 bands just on a band my man
Hot hands frozen fingers pinkies on ice like Disney
Figure skaters on my bracelet getting dizzy
Picture me sitting fuck that
Picture me getting
Picture me whipping in Ferrari shifting on the pacific
Smoking something exotic and terrific
Life like this only comes with a risk
Money and the power and a bad bitch
Living like I've been selling powder my nigga mad bricks
This ain't nothing but that audio dope boy magic yea
And then the Gs walked in and everything froze
You in a room full of players trying to hide your hoes
Money on my mind sticking to the code
She see me getting mine can't help it if she chose
And then the Gs walked in and everything froze
You in a room full of players trying to hide your hoes
Money on my mind sticking to the code
She see me getting mine can't help it if she chose