Curren$y

[fox69]

"I'm Just Dope"

"I'm Just Dope"


Often imitated never duplicated
The hero, unsung champion, uncongratulated
Through it all I keep it G
And that's what fascinates her
Cause she'd rather go with me
Than anyplace that you gon'take her
She can tell the fake one in the presence of the real
Cause my game tight: vacuum seal
Was bein' slept on like a cot in the shelter
Now them owners in my section like
"Spitta how can I help ya?"
She like, "What you involved in?"
I tell her construction, cause I really am
I built this whole empire from nothin'
I hear none of them niggas;
They don't stand for nothin
Like they're tied to their chairs
Trust me, I'm aware that it's cold
But it's fair
From the inside, looking out there
I see bitches waiting, niggas waiting, cops patrolling
Be careful, don't look them in they're faces
We holding, tryna get out the matrix like Neo and them

[x2:]
Yeah, we in the lab
Cut and package it up
To distribute it to the public
Hit the block stuntin'
Them hoes see what I drove
Wan' know if I'm selling drugs
No, bitch, I'm just Dope

The all-natural, non-tobacco rapper is back at you
Just in case you though I quit scribbling tablets
I parachute out of bed cause I woke up still high
From the previous evening of getting toe-up
Told 'em before, but they didn't believe it
I showed 'em over one million flows to be chose from
Sixteen switches; Spitta still get them bitches wide open
Like my front gate when I'm pulling my Camaro in
Got your girl in tow, carrying a tote bag
With some clothes, cause it be a few before she come back
Making moves with your's truly in the car makes her a drug mule
Cause I'm on narcotics stronger than a schedule II- Oo!
I keeps it funky when I come through
You coping with hard times;
Only thing hard of mine is my denim, fool
Founding member of an influential crew- JETS, nigga!
Now we've formally been introduced

[x2:]
Yeah, we in the lab
Cut and package it up
To distribute it to the public
Hit the block stuntin'
Them hoes see what I drove
Wan' know if I'm selling drugs
No, bitch, I'm just Dope

And we already showed you how to cook up, cook up
You trying to find the JETS? Just look up, look up
You trying to find your girl? I done took her, took her
The JETS is in the house, fool
Yeah, and I still got that drug flow
Spit that shit that makes them bitches eyes roll
And when them skeezers see what I drove
No, bitch! I'm just-

[x3:]
Yeah, we in the lab
Cut and package it up
To distribute it to the public
Hit the block stuntin'
Them hoes see what I drove
Wan' know if I'm selling drugs
No, bitch, I'm just Dope

 

[fox69]

"In Love With The Hustle"
(with TY & Scotty ATL)

"In Love With The Hustle"
(with TY & Scotty ATL)



[Curren$y:]
Sucka niggas can't wear they nice watches out
To these spots where we smoke pot park the low riders outside was receiving no love
No hookup, no plug boy whatchu' thought this was
Shorts in the water, landmines in the mud
The rhymes is the drugs so they can't lock me up
Medical prescription for the bud, I need it
It's like breathing I do it without thinking, it's like blinking
Closer to second nature the game is first person
Hop out & left my doors open on purpose
My interior perfect want you to see what I'm working with
Some of the coolest niggas ever done it
Dirty south flow though all the hoes love it
Thirty-thousand dollars on luggage
Blue-baby magic couldn't find where the coke is
Baby you ain't seen nun
When the center bag coming we'll be really stuntin'
I'm just in love with the hustle
She love me but I'm just in love with the hustle
[TY:]
Levis, there the hustle in my jeans no slim fit
Parallel park with a slim bitch, slim thick
Grew up like me independent, no pops, no air lil nigga no drop she a straight shooter
Rest of the game flex on her like Lex Luger
Dates to the shooting range let her bust the rugger
I don't @ & my niggas don't play
Some niggas throw dollars other niggas throw shade
It's that plastic steel fresh out the plastic
Trill ones love it & the lames can't grasp it
Used to keep my billfold tucked in my socks
Kilo, half o', five flavors for the block travel light
Them other niggas really ain't whitcha'
Every chance they get wanna pose for the picture
Time equals money so I don't like to move out my seat if I can't get whitcha'
[Curren$y:]
Some of the coolest niggas ever done it
Dirty south flow though all the hoes love it
Thirty-thousand dollars on luggage
Blue-baby magic couldn't find where the coke is
Baby you ain't seen nun
When the center bag coming we'll be really stuntin'
I'm just in love with the hustle
She love me but I'm just in love with the hustle
[Corner Boy P:]
I know they out there hoping that I fall off but fuck y'all
Money all through my call log I'm a young gawd
Probably get it checked out the game because I ball hard
Got yo chick playing with my stick like she on Star Wars
Looking for the bag every city that I'm in
Came in game face on show me where dem chips
Pour the money in the front so it's easy for me to dip
Got all my chains on every time I hit the strip
I can tell them clowns that you brought whitcha'
My game so tight try and steal it it's gone pinch you
Everyday I keep it G noting less nigga
[Curren$y:]
Some of the coolest niggas ever done it
Dirty south flow though all the hoes love it
Thirty-thousand dollars on luggage
Blue-baby magic couldn't find where the coke is
Baby you ain't seen nun
When the center bag coming we'll be really stuntin'
I'm just in love with the hustle
She love me but I'm just in love with the hustle

 

[fox69]

"In My City"
(feat. TY)

"In My City"
(feat. TY)



[Curren$y]
They plotting on my demise because of what I drive
Figure my Rolls would look better with bullet holes on the side
All my life on mines represent with pride
Keep the E in it
Chevy zone switches nigga we smoking weed in it
Killers burning killa
Just a couple paid niggas
Tryna get richer what you thought
[?] car
Break that off
Take your lost
You was sleeping on a huffie so we took it all from you
Dawg

I been going hard for my city
Catch me whipping them foreign cars in my city
Smoking extra large in my city
Dope like a coke barge it was written

[TY:]
Fuck all you niggas I got this money on my mind
Out of line we separating your head from your spine
Crunch time I'm going between the legs from the line (got em')
Twisted out my mind cause I'm twisted on this pine
Niggas only in your face when they see you shine
But my light too bright so they only getting blind
Groupie bitches stay choosing they numbers
I'm steady losing they really for that confusion
Hoe this that jet life
If you don't like the smoke then you gotta take a hike
Crept on him real slow then I brightened up his night
Middle fingers to the laws I'm the youngest who in charge
They was sleeping on the hustle so we took it all off
Nigga, yeah

 

[fox69]

"In The Field"
(with CornerBoi P & T.Y.)

"In The Field"
(with CornerBoi P & T.Y.)



[Curren$y:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
2017, we ain't gon' waste a minute
We done assembled the family
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Brought some of the family
Brought some of the toys to Atlanta
We got in the studio, we drop some hammers
Quick lil' six piece
Like a mission statement for the company
Let you know what we gon' do this year
Pretty much our own shit
Them niggas show they true colours when you come up
They don't want you in motion, they want you stuck
They see you goin', hope you fuck it up
Don't know how you can hang around them fools so much
That's the ones you don't trust, dope in the pot
Somebody turn the stove up
Spitta in the cut with twenty cones stuffed, you know what
Finna fuck somethin' up, show off
Live from New Orleans, there's no love
That mean when it come suckers, we got no love
Cuban links and hoodie mane, Range truck
When I go to sleep that's all I can think of
Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas got on the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas wearin' the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life
[T.Y.:]
Look, hotbox the Range
All these diamonds on me, you can go in skates
Yeah a couple of bitches comin' my way
We'll run the world in a couple days
Came back with nothin' but the cake
Chevy ridin', yeah they make the ground shake
I be grindin' like every damn day
When it's time to hustle, know they don't pay
When it's said and done, I'm a be the one
Nigga talkin' hottest underneath the sun
All these niggas with all that sneak dissin'
Knowing they ain't gon' drop nigga
Jet life, we 'bout stuntin'
Came through in H1 Hummers
Lay laws now they all know
Had a kick if you tryna score
Straight to the block when I get of the road
No, I will never forget, by my wo's
Smell that killer weed all of my clothes
In the lab bout to drop off a load
Flood the streets with that Audio Dope
Yea we known to come at they throat
Land on mine I let that blow
Don't touch no bitch don't lust no hoe
[Curren$y:]
Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas got on the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas wearin' the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life
[Cornerboy P:]
Fresh paint, tens beating tryna blow that inch
Playing with it, bad bitch like what you doin' with her
Tell that bitch name a car we pullin' up in it
Just got a new Jet Life piece I never tuck my shit
Dirty on me, that thirty on me ridin' dirty in it
Woes with me, work in it still swerving in it
Dope boy, word is she fuckin' Corner Boy
Hustle hard, bought a watch then another car
Stayed down, on these clowns played my part nigga
Doin' numbers, learned that shit from the start
How you really feel, it's really real I'm really in the field
Defense, cornerback and P ain't never lackin'
[Curren$y:]
Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas got on the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas after the same thing
On the field like a football team, Jet Life
Jet Life, all my niggas wearin' the same chain
Pullin' up in all kind of machines, Jet Life
Jet Life
Motherfuckers nervous and shit
It's too lit

 

[fox69]

"In The Middle"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"In The Middle"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



[Verse 1: Curren$y]
It's the planes and the the Taylor Gang!
And I'm
Fuckin' with the Chronic cause' the Chronic give me dopness
Center of the camera focus
Once the Car Service doors open
I'm with a chick you only seen on magazine covers posing
I really know this bitch
I won't tell you I got it unless I could show you it
I'm not gon' tell you about it unless I got through it
Formula One car, code word for solo whip
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you I'm cool
Weed lit
Lights flipped up on the Porsche
The same model Tony escaped from the club with
When them haters tried to knock him off
That's cold
Destroyer of the track I am Spitta Destro
You in the club line obeying the dress code
I drive by
Bitches making googley eyes
Google me Ma
I do that music so beautifully huh?
Believe that
JETS nigga retweet that
[Hook: Curren$y]
And In the Middle we stay calm we just drop bombs
In the Middle we stay calm we just drop we just drop
In the Middle we stay calm we just drop bombs
In the Middle we stay calm we just drop we just drop
[Verse 2: Wiz]
Yeah
Gang
Plus
Planes
JETS Taylor Gang
You know the slang
Bad bitches feeding me Champagne
Show up smelling like weed on the plane
People cut they eyes but they don't say shit
Rep Taylor Gang plus the Planes bitch
Polo Socks
Bad Bitches dig em cause' they know the flow so hot
They be at my shows hoping one day they can meet us
And maybe we'll smoke
I ain't on no Hollywood shit
You sexy and know how to handle your weed?
You probably could bitch
Bong rips send us to Hong Kong trips
My life is a movie stick to the script
Can tell that it's quality before it's lit
He is I and I am him
Some bitches a lot of weed and gin
Tattoos cover my skin
Hoes scream Taylor Gang out they roof
Plus they love the JETS music
Uh huh yeah
Lemme hear it

 

[fox69]

"In The Night"
(feat. Raheem DeVaughn)

"In The Night"
(feat. Raheem DeVaughn)



[Intro]

[Verse 1 - Curren$y:]
Puffy gold Gucci links (Gucci links)
Hang t-shirts in my [?]
Rolling like a skating rink
[?] got all these hoes to the paint
She don't know about cars too much
But she knows ours is cleaner than y'alls stuff
Bad bitches never call y'all up
You do too much shopping in the malls bruh
Too appalled, to ever applaud y'all
I'm in that Rolls-Royce [?]
Plottin on the heist and trying not to be involved with y'all
Get your life
Get your wife, she on my shit and I rep [?]
My shit tight, my shit right

[Hook - Raheem DeVaughn:]
In the night
Ridin' clean
On my Jet Life rolling through New Orleans
Ladies stop
Smile and stare
At the light while we put one in the air
Jet life

[Verse 2 - Curren$y:]
Dime a dozen
Seen 'em coming
Walking down my driveway in the morning
I ain't really want 'em
Just be fucking on 'em
Passing time
Because the bank don't open until 9
Smoke and ride
Smoke and grind
Focus like a sober mind, at the same time on dollar signs
Said I claimed, robbed and planned
When I lay your bitch bring me in the think I'm the man
She took her wedding ring off
And you just making plans/planes
Time wasted, when you could have been paper chasing
The money not waiting
How many times can I say it?
Before niggas convey it and they really tryina make it
While I'm in it, I'll try to save it
The storm crew said her [?]
With hella love for the game that he playing
The hustle don't love you and that's a fact
Tryina get you and get out but it ain't come with a map

 

[fox69]

"Incarcerated Scarfaces"

"Incarcerated Scarfaces"


He looks determined, without being ruthless
Something heroic in his manor
(Yup, Yup)
There's a courage about him, doesn't look like a killer
(Yeah, Yeah)
Comes across so calm
Act's like he has a dream
(At the drop spot every morning)
Full of passion
(More keys than you could want)
You don't trust me huh?
You know why
(Doing it for fun)
I do, we're not supposed to trust anyone in our profession anyway
(Do what I want)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Do it cause I want)
(Do it cause you don't)
(Cause you won't)
Uh, marble cake watch
Sliding out the 'Rarri
Smoke a zip with the young killers outside the party
Don't get stole, soul snatched from your body
Talk slick to strapped niggas, knowing you ain't got it
Tried to school em, this is drug dealer college
That logic, could bring you profit if you applied it
Instead of laying up homie, entertaining gossip
I swear some of them niggas need to see the gynecologist
Jet Life, this mafia shit
Stashed the Corvette and the luggage set
By my one doctor bitch
At the drop of a hat, I could hop scotch the [?]
Plenty stacks from this digital trap
Now you see me, now you don't
Buying pretty much anything I could want
Hustling, like I don't have a home and a studio
With the bone, stuffing hella game in these songs
I came in the Range with the fog lights on
Smoking champagne, only the finest strains
You still smoking on that motherfucking reg strain
While I'm running on that 93 octane
Audio Dope Man, Dope Man
Real as a motherfucker and so is my gold chain
Penning that cocaine and you know mane
You know mane
Yeah
Weed & Instrumentals
Part 2
Yeah
Dadada da da
Dadada da da
Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life
Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life

 

[fox69]

"Inhale Exhale"

"Inhale Exhale"


[Smoke DZA:]
I'm on gas like BP
Five hour session got enough for a EP
Touch down on the Westside
Kushed God style ain't nothing like free weed
Six hours on commercial
But it feel a little faster if you flying on G3
High def DZA, right, I'm living life in 3D
Mmm, gosh I'm lit, kiss the sky thank God for this
Alexander Wang on my goddess fits
Stay laced in Anonymous
All day I'm smoking personals, little steak and some Merlot
Stay dripped in the 'Berg tho
Shit the freezer where the furs go
My favorite lady is a Virgo
I got a turkey bag stash in my Yeezy box
Emergency option if I need some pot
In a safe place case the D's come stop
Do the speed limit whether we got P's or not
How I made it through I have you pondering
I just checked out and the Mondrian
The pack touch down it's the calmest win
Lay back with a ganja grin
[Curren$y:]
Balling in public but flying private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Looking for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride might let my bitch drive it
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the money piling, and there's not a problem
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the cars hella options, smoking exotic
Balling in public but flying private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Looking for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride might let my bitch drive it
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the money piling, and there's not a problem
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the cars hella options, smoking exotic
[Styles P:]
Backwoods, doobies lit, chick with a doobie in the woods
Get all that money back, yea that's movie shit
Pardon I, I ain't ScHoolboy, but this groovy shit
Pardon you, watch where you stepping, yea this Louis shit
Smoke DZA, SP the Ghost, smoke that gooey shit
Cross us, you gon' be the nigga that this uzi hit
My nigga DZA saying riiiight
Shoot with my left, I was never right
Dope boy yea I love the dope
Pot head yea I love to smoke
Montana yea I love the coke
Laughing heard yea I love to joke
Eating clean yea I love the plants
Six shooters yea I love to dance
Murder rappers yea I love the chance
Grinding hard because I love the fans
Why you think they call me Ghost?
He's heroin, why you think they call me dope?
Righteous nigga, why you think they call me boat
Saying less, why you think I get the most?
[Curren$y:]
Balling in public but flying private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Looking for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride might let my bitch drive it
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the money piling, and there's not a problem
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the cars hella options, smoking exotic
Balling in public but flying private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Looking for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride might let my bitch drive it
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the money piling, and there's not a problem
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the cars hella options, smoking exotic
[Dave East:]
Woke up in the hotel a bunch of narcotics
You called me in the hood if you wanted exotic
Married to the ghetto fell in love with the projects
Get fly every day chances are Imma day fresh
Wide awake since I did my deal I do not rest
I talk to Nas, try to invest make the guap stretch
Maybach in the ghetto that's the car that the cops press
Your man die young, type of shit hard to digest
This shit is such a humbling process
That Rollie ain't real nigga let's take a watch test
I come from the field where the niggas apply pres-
Sure as I ever been, you hate me well God bless
Try to play the game but you ain't got no cards left
I be all over your bitch lips like Carmex
Ordered all the Henny till no more at the bar left
Air Max or Pennys, Patek on by the armrest
I just got a chain and a watch, the charm next
Brand new dope out, we let your Aunt test
Don't let this shit get out of context
I don't see competition no this shit ain't a contest
Monkey bars, I'm doing park sesh
You wanna be gang but you ain't got the heart yet
Shut your mouth you do not get to talk yet
I'm mad at the juice bar they ain't got no bark left
[Curren$y:]
Balling in public but flying private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Looking for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride might let my bitch drive it
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the money piling, and there's not a problem
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the cars hella options, smoking exotic
Balling in public but flying private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Looking for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride might let my bitch drive it
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the money piling, and there's not a problem
Started out hustling with a couple of dollars
Now the cars hella options, smoking exotic

 

[fox69]

"Insane"
(feat. Marcelo & Ty)

"Insane"
(feat. Marcelo & Ty)



[Curren$y:]
Live the life a nigga die for
Wish ya wife would be my side ho
Never seen a nigga fly where
Take a ride inside a 64
Hop out ask him what his info
He ain't tell ya but his bitch know
Getting to the figures that addition digits flipping triple tell him gimme mo'
Sent ya bitch to the corner store
Bag of chips and a 40 Row
They ain't mine but the chips is
Go give the beer to my big bro
[Mr. Marcelo:]
House full of bitches, weed in the kitchen
Hell yea nigga we living
And all these bitches tryna get a real nigga even when a nigga ain't pitching
A real OG in my city lil nigga motherfucker better ask around
I always have been a standup guy so it ain't no backing down
I used to make [?], now I make [?]
Hustle all night, pray all day I'll sleep when I'm 6 feet deep
Pops used to sip Ol' E, moms sip Henn on the rocks
And I did coming up as a kid, was smoke big blunts like Ox
I used to have dreams like ML King, then I start acting like Malcolm X
I always did have a lot of money, I always did get a lot of respect
Debit, credit, cash, purp, kush, hash
Shit to real to be standing still so OG's be chasing bags
[Curren$y:]
All them bitches insane, all them bitches insane
All my whips is insane, yea, yea
All them niggas is lame, diamonds all in my chain
Hoes just after my fame, yea, yea
All them bitches the same, all them bitches the same
All my whips is the same, Diamonds all in my chain
All them niggas is lame, that money just ain't a thang
Them bitches just after my fame
[T.Y.:]
Look, I told that bitch, don't be catching feelings and shit
Right after I hit, I'm mashing off in that new Benz
Motherfuck them tints, want you to see me and my friends
When we steerin the Bent, ain't gon kill you with a ratchet
But with the way I live, yea
She gon shake that for some tips
But I'm not gon give a shit
I'm gon spend that on some rims
Stomp a nigga in some Timbs
Just because they want pretend
Like they gangsters but they really pussy boy your sister told me what it is
Wake up and I grind for breakfast
I stunt so hard that I can not help it
Yea that Jet Life I'm gon rep it
All these bitches the same, I just gotta accept it
Don't slam my door when you ride with me ho
Yea, you cross the line and I come for your throat
[Curren$y:]
All them bitches insane, all them bitches the same
All my whips is insane, yea, yea
All them niggas is lame, diamonds all in my chain
Hoes just after my fame, yea, yea
All them bitches the same, all them bitches the same
All my whips is the same, Diamonds all in my chain
All them niggas is lame, that money just ain't a thang
Them bitches just after my fame

 

[fox69]

"Inspiration"
(feat. Action Bronson)

"Inspiration"
(feat. Action Bronson)



Lemme out right here
Uh
Inspiration was all within the crates waiting
For the homie to rediscover, reshape it
I maybe smoked a half a fatty while he made it
Crafted by the masters
The coupe ensues additional chapters
Honda Prelude, super-tuned fast one
Driven by a lady assassin
Scaling the walls of your mansion
You was just lamping
Never imagining some shit like this could transpire
You had the juice but now its expired
The streets is tired
That work done been stepped on too many times
You tried to stretch it too far
You done crossed the line
Now your name is mud in the streets
The fiends won't let buy
They walk on by while I'm

[Hook:]
Cooler than a polar bear's toenails
Oh hell there he go again
Talking that shit that leave a sucka nigga
Going home without his bitch
Spitta nigga all about his [?]
Got a plan to get rich

Come through smelling like a zip
Flicking a 93 octane lit
I understand
That some of the folks is buying regular gas
Some riding trophy cars some was driving trash
Me, myself I'm
Top shelf high
Anything else would be uncivilized
That sucka shit is to be redirected
Corrected or chastised
Don't kill yourself trying to live that Jet Life
Poof
Put that in the uzi combine
In my Ferrari dodging crossfire
Trying not to be killed by niggas from the other side
Or the one time
That's how I survive
Nigga I'm

[Hook:]
Cooler than a polar bear's toenails
Oh hell there he go again
Talking that shit that leave a sucka nigga
Going home without his bitch
Spitta nigga all about his [?]
Got a plan to get rich
Cooler than a polar bear's toenails
Oh hell there he go again
Talking that shit that leave a sucka nigga
Going home without his bitch
Spitta nigga all about his [?]
Got a plan to get rich

[Action Bronson:]
They did him greasy like
Brown bags of fried fish
Bring me your nose bitch
Try this
Every lion needs a lioness
I admit I'm high as shit
I'm at peace with my environment
Chollo lowriders
Ladies designed in the candy
Skulls and knives, fire, golden eyes
A Korean stock broker
Shit that wasn't no disguise
Split his wig
Throw him to the pigs
Discuss murder over cured Italian meat
Jimmy shot Johnny in the park over a Jew broad
Facing the wheel, Frankie Vallie still playing though
I'm saying though
Why the [?] always got blonde hair
You rock designer jeans dog
With the ass cut out
Exotic rap pants
I make the mac 10 tap dance
Shit