Curren$y

[fox69]

"Grown Up"

"Grown Up"


Chevy's on switches, barbed wire the fences
Chromed out engines, not stopping for bitches
Scribble lyrics in my igloo, I'm too cool
Dead stock tissue in the box, my old, new shoes
Stomp that hoe shit, the fuck out
I got my money up, man hold it down for the south
My only mission, to the code I'm sticking
In the mist, gorillas burning killers
Conjuring spirits from the ghost whispers
Showed me how to be a colder nigga
Staying low, eyes open, focused on my figure
Smoking a bowl, sitting on a pot of gold, in my city
Seafood gumbo, sticking to my ribs
Hopping out my low rider, parked out side my moms crib
Kissed her on the cheek before I slid
Get in my car, lit up another clip and hit the front switch
Right before I dip, nigga you know what it is

Hella hard time, some how I skate but yet I wonder
If sooner or later, my city will take me, under
What could I do, hustle up or be broke
Home boy I thought you knew
More bricks, aw shit, another watch, another whip
Gold diggers head hurting, they, can't pick
Who to fuck first, cause my niggas all rich
Ferrari horse, I, paddle shift
488 Spider, quite extravagant
Ladies and Gents
Spitta in the building is a, major event
It's worth every cent
Ask anyone, that's ever been
I stand by my product, Jet Life fine purveyor of audio narcotics
You heard about us
Low riders and exotics outside lined up

 

[fox69]

"Had To Make A Way"

"Had To Make A Way"


Had to make a way, had to make a play
Give a fuck with it, cause I had to drive that Wraith
Had to make a way, had to make a play
I don't give a fuck, cause I could lose it all today

And it's not a discussion of color
Different races, though we all brothers
If we in the same struggle, all on the same hassle
Tryna get all the pieces to the puzzle
In the right spot and see how beautiful it turned out
The big picture
Me countin' millions, dividin' them amongst my team and they providin' for their children
Jet Life an empire, though I'm still buildin'
You can always expand, develop on land
Where no other businesses stand
You can be a pioneer man, like the hood air conditioning
Open window with the box fan in it
My nigga authentic
More wet rozay nectin' imperial, smokin' them bowl
Then I prepare a bowl of cereal
The angel on the Rolls Royce got me feelin' spiritual
Same time, one phone call and send them hitters through
Bag of silencers in that black Beamer coupe
You ain't dreaming fool

Had to make a way, had to make a play
Give a fuck with it, cause I had to drive that Wraith
Had to make a way, had to make a play
I don't give a fuck, cause I could lose it all today
Had to make a way, had to make a play
Give a fuck with it, cause I had to drive that Wraith
Had to make a way, had to make a play
I don't give a fuck, cause I could lose it all today

Had to make a way, had to make a play
Give a fuck with it, cause I had to drive that Wraith
One thing about me they say I'm always in the Bape
Ballin', dribblin', switchin' lanes all day

 

[fox69]

"Hennessy Beach"
(feat. Dom Kennedy)

"Hennessy Beach"
(feat. Dom Kennedy)



[Hook x2: Dom Kennedy]
My niggas trying hard to get it
We making sure the cars is tinted
I'm making sure the broads is with it
I hit her with the extra large addiction
[Verse 1: Dom]
Clicquot, hope you hoes is all legal
I take the most thickest and leave the rest with my people
Guns kill niggas and her pussy is lethal
Raised in West Philly, her favorite team is the Eagles
Got one dog, I think that shit is a beagle
She dress like one of them girls at Fred Segal
Totally! I just make her buy a bunch of clothes for me
Then we go out to eat, I order steak with the rosemary
Before we in the house, I be digging in the hosiery
She goes for me. I put that on the father and the rosary
The older we become, life is just begun
You like how that drink taste?
Mix it with some pre-cum
I hang around millionaires cause I could really be one
If you don't understand that, you are really D-umb
If you know a nigga real as me, I would like to see one
A couple homies locked away, I hope this city free 'em
Goin' to the pros, I'm tired of playing D-1
Can't stay in the same place, life is not a re-run
I broke out, hit it one time, then I choked out
When the plane land, that mean Spitta in here smoked out
Tortoise shell frames on, yeah niggas Loc'd out
Can't wait to bring the '62 with the spokes out
Cause it's all in our reach
I be waiting for you nigga, right here
On Hennessy Beach
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Now I never had a glass of Hennessy in my life
I can't lie... but I did have a shot of XO this morning
Shout out for the housewarming gift
They sent that over to the crib
I didn't drive over here, not drinking and driving
Tish brought me... aite...
Sand in my Nike Cortez, beach front home
Cause I was stacking and playing the back, all along
Niggas is dead over raps gone over songs
I'm rolling something Herculean
Trees past strong like it gotta be on 'roids, boy
Here's another hit, that Barry Bonds
Spitta know how to treat a woman, sugar
Cut all that lil girl shit out, I'll prove it to ya
Versace Medusa, I get
Highed up to do my work. I'm a roofer
Instead of paying attention you niggas paying
Them bitches. That's why you in that position
Looking up at the jets, waving bye
Straining your eyes cause we satellite high
In 1997, I dreamt about riding around in Porsche 911's
Now I'm plotting, opening a car lot to sell em
My bottom bitch saw it all go down
But she never tell it...

 

[fox69]

"Hi Top Whites"

"Hi Top Whites"


Uhh, day in our life
Wake up to what we didn’t smoke last night
Got right, got high
I got hibachi left overs, little steak fried rice
I got fresh and select what to drive up
Swear it’s like GTA 5 out
Swear it’s like NBA live
Weather type, gorgeous outside
Ferrari horses, galloping from the fortress
Now when you rollin, women notice and some approach us
Some of them hoes and shit, some of them worse, then some of them sorcerers
But nobody’s perfect
H Town, South swinging, shawty think I’m drunk swerving
Naw love, I’m driving like this on purpose
On just banging with my jernt lit
Now she rollin with a boss cause she deserve it
I seen this badass bitch in some hi top whites
I seen this badass bitch in some hi top whites
Then I met a badass bitch in some hi top whites
Now I got a badass bitch in some hi top whites
I’m a motherfucking race car
Nigga, you the motherfucking bate car
Don’t even be on bad bitches radar
Jet life, we in the house like base boards
This kush I had to fly to LA for
This wax I had to fly to the bay for
Bad bitch that I wish I could’ve stayed for
But that ain’t what a nigga get paid for
That’s how it is, wish that I could say more
Don’t be like that, girl keep it playa
You know a nigga grind on major
But I be back, keep your hair the same way girl
I put the story on paper and the weed in the air
Pretty cars, pretty bitches, I done had my share
But I’d hate to tell y'all the one
Bout the one, that I met in New Orleans
I seen the badass bitch in some hi top
I seen this badass bitch in some hi top whites
I met a badass bitch in some hi top whites
Now I got a badass bitch in some hi top whites

 

[fox69]

"High Tunes"

"High Tunes"


Up getting high round 7 am
And my girl start bitching about my friends
Because last night niggas was going to fuck in
I stumbled through the door cloud 9, cloud 10
Yeah that was round 4, say 3 hours ago
Now I'm smoking out the crib, picking out clothes
What I'm most comfortable in, like khaki cargos
Monte Carlo, When I think of somewhere to go
I scan barcodes trying to see what it's hittin for
Slamming my car door too hard, you can't ride with me no more
I don't need a chain or a whip to get with these hoes
Word to the homie wacko, they fucking with me natural
Factual, though your bitches go, hannibal
Tryna eat a nigga alive, that's what this rap shit do
Then police is after you, niggas getting mad at you
Jetlife, from this high I can't see shit that matter to you
Ah, you trying to be the boy they wonder what had happened to
I try to be the man I did more and I plan to do
I did my thing I snatched it before they could handed to
Earthquake motor the road I'm doing damage too
The paint of murder, the doors are suicide fool
You may die, no lie, and this is very true
I'm online like the dot com
Constructing these bars like I'm building a prison
Locked in, though I gotta be out of my mind
I'm parked, I'm sparked, I'm chillin, you can burn with me
But them niggas gotta stay outside
Diamond in the back, sunroof
Counting up a stack in the drive-thru
Bass slapping, what the G's ride to
Wonder what this is, high tunes
Diamond in the back, sunroof
Counting up a stack, when I ride through
I gotta fifty sack in my shoe
You know what this is
Diamond in the back, sunroof
Counting up a stack in the drive-thru
Bass slapping, what the G's ride to
Wonder what this is,
Wonder what this is, High Tunes fool

 

[fox69]

"Highed Up"

"Highed Up"


Uhh. Yeahh.
Rest In Peace Pimp C
Fool
Yeah, Uh
Some of my joints be tight, some of my joints be fucked up
but all my joints gon' smoke so G's gon' get highed up
Fuck all that shit you talk,
you ain't got no Byzantine chain,
Chutes & Ladders, Chevy's - candy canes
bitches tangled in my slang - pilot language
We assassinate them lames
flash my high beams
get the fuck up out our lane
say Trade, I swear this shit going how we planned it,
less a couple niggas though, I ain't really trippin' though
see 'em when we see 'em
send 'em bottles and a couple hos
spread love is the Jet way,
all day, me and my bitch ridin' to that Biggie
up to Texas choppin' wit big Bun up out a meal ticket
real niggas from my set know I still kick it
others be like I don't fuck with 'em,
that's why I don't fuck with 'em
I don't know why though, I ain't ever fuck with 'em
would never do that to 'em, if I came up with 'em
well fuck niggas.
We roll up bigger than you used to seein'
smokin' em in places you ain't used to bein'
this is trill nigga season,
real niggas eatin', scrap,
get the scraps if we leave em.
Yeah
Some of my joints be tight, some of my joints be fucked up
but all my joints gon' smoke so G's gon get highed up
Some of my joints be tight, some of my joints be fucked up
but all my joints gon' smoke so my bitches get highed up

 

[fox69]

"Higher"
(feat. Styles P)

"Higher"
(feat. Styles P)



[Curren$y:]
Yeah, good natured shit
All I wan' do is
Seclude myself in the player room
Just classic music and you
How I love when you come through
Lovely body, nice perfume
That's enlightened raise the volume
Lace 70's tunes, as we get in tune
To each other, love
You remind me of my coup
Crusin' on the high rise, makin' moves
Everyday it's like the runway
Cutie pie by one way
Bangin' out my ragtop '68
Hydraulic fluids and thirteens, I call her roller skates
I seen my baby a grinder, a rollin' tray
If you don't know, you gon' learn today
Changin' the expression on a nigga face
Never run out
Mary in here to stay let's build a grow house
[Curren$y & Styles P:]
Grow house, yeah
Yep, grow house, grow mansion
Let's just build a future
That sound like some cool shit
Worldwide legalize
Word
[Styles P:]
Let's get stoned and spend some currency
And blast show room from Curren$y
Currently I'm floatin' off a lot of pounds
Quarterback when it's touchin' down
Inhale, hear the muffler sound
I don't fuck around, I just puff around
An eighth on the wake and bake
Always spend the buck around
A queen dressed in cotoure clothes
Mash the gas when the door close
Shoppin' when the mall close
Rolex or the G-shock
Before rap I had weed spots
Nigga, fuck a detox
Word to spitter in the jet sign
If you owe me one, see me next time
Gas like the Hess sign
Word to [?], shit good like your money is
Just a playboy that knows where his bunny is
No jokes on some funny shit
Legalize worldwide, the grow house is money, kid
I don't wanna get arrested for smokin'
Smokin' ain't never killed nobody, nigga
Legalize worldwide
Jet life, block life
Spitter ghost
You already know
Light one, yeah

 

[fox69]

"Hoe Train"

"Hoe Train"


Shit easy to say, harder to do

Uh, She say the paper ain't the issue
Well, why is even being mentioned?
I don't know at all, it's just my first time living
Figuring this shit out with ya
Say you fell for me, you walk through hell for me
I think you're only here for the mail, honey
What would you do if it all fell through?
Are you sure that I could lean on you?
I got a feeling you'll be with some other dude
On to something new, while I'm hustling, reconstruction shit
I can never totally trust a bitch, never
And I'm cursed to live like this forever
So I only love you when we physically together
I'm sure that all my notions are correct ones
Me and you kinda got a bad connection
Time is precious, why would you waste another second playing
Is you trying to get paid?
Sways, headliner suede, candy painted blades
On to the next mind game and that's a God damn shame
But the conductor won't stop the hoe train, mane

Easy to say, harder to do
All aboard

 

[fox69]

"Hold On"
(feat. Young Roddy & Trademark Da Skydiver)

"Hold On"
(feat. Young Roddy & Trademark Da Skydiver)



Hey yo, oh
A yoh for my dogs, a crib for my main, bitch
I've been to Maine and I am still stainless
See this car vapor, inhaling the anguish
Kill these bees human fashion painless
Cellphone my bitch to auctions cat paintings
Gotta have a more than cain load me to debatings
Just x nares fifth crack lacerations
Dope.. motherfucker catch up, the girls eyes..
Heard about that spiter's stroke and she won't be next up
Only man talking about boy when I catch up
Shit bound to get all messed up and that's all messed up
Let's go press up, I've been the cut
Got a can of ozzie I'm in the truck
Fresh cut, word the Gucci man photo shoot
Spinning in your city homie and sending whose through

Yeah, hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Baby girl hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Car in the driveway don't mean I'm home
One night in front of the house don't mean I'm done, yeah, yeah
Started in this mighty young

Well I stay for my child when I'm nigger sky blazing
And look how I've changed I'm.. whose than ladies
And look hard time.. don't hook this to Mercedes
And I mean that.. bull was kinda crazy
But I was too focus on getting bread..
Now they're telling all of those DJ's to play me
Mama sent me down and told me all about the hazey
My miracle I was dream like money's just a baby
The niggers turn freaky, visions turn shady
But no more great days, I wake up out amazing
Purple gaze give me lazy eyes like my grady
And as on everything that dirty first raised me
And as on everything that I did is in all flavors
Practices makes perfect, perfect make paper
Paper take patience, and I'm still waiting
So it's fuck you baby, I've been ranned out of papers

Yeah, hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Baby girl hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Car in the driveway don't mean I'm home
One night in front of the house don't mean I'm done, yeah, yeah
Started in this mighty young

I always plan my position,.. like a sinner
Money on my mind, the bank account getting bigger
Blowing out of pounds, cases of the niggers,
Surrounded by these bitches I'm far from..
And these planes need g when they're starting to look suspicious
Getting on the planes every time I get conventional
I'm paying no attention, I keep on twisting up
This purpose's so sticky, it's getting stuck to my fingers
Just said we're here, hitting the can from all angles
You got it in the choke call is more like a sprinkle
You say I want it the best and I ain't ever dropped a single
My flow won point, you can tell from the..
Christmas act of trees, I'm smoking..
.. Try to keep it real, I am nowhere near plane
The plane's on the way, clear the runway and the land hole

Yeah, hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Baby girl hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Car in the driveway don't mean I'm home
One night in front of the house don't mean I'm done, yeah, yeah
Started in this mighty young.

 

[fox69]

"House Shoes"

"House Shoes"


[Hook:]
Jumping out a Bentley in some house shoes
Right in front yo' bitch
Jumping out a Bentley in some house shoes
And she think I'm the shit
Jumping out a Bentley in some house shoes
Right in front yo'
Jumping out a Bentley in some house shoes
And she think I'm the
[Verse 1 - Curren$y:]
The boy so clean he sweat Febreze
Killa whip turn strips to murder scenes
Niggas is sick kick game quarantine
Coke flow ink pen Medellin
I was sixteen with a dream to come up big
Keeping it 100 and I've done it
It's the king of the underground summer
New Orleans where I come from
Smoking one while rolling from the onion
I start my motor and yo' children think its thunderin'
Running, stumbling over one another
Come and chop game with me I'm your rich uncle
I keep it funky
Good money all the way
A1 How I'm stuntin'
Make way for them cascade rings
As I swang lane to lane
Naughty wood grain
What you know about thangs
[Bridge:]
Jumping out ah Bentley in some house shoes
Right in front yo' bitch
Jumping out ah Bentley in some house shoes
La la da la la
Jumping out ah Bentley in some house shoes
Right in front yo' bitch
Jumping out ah Bentley in some house shoes
And she think I'm the shit
[Verse 2 - Curren$y:]
Ain't cut my hair didn't shave my face in thousand days
But them bitches ain't judging still trying to play
Still trying to stay in my house with an apron on over the oven
Chef it, have it ready when I step in
Jet shit you could learn your lesson
Getting ahead of yourself skipping levels
Tried to tell'em 'fore they fell in
Now I can't reach'em lord help'em
La la da la la