Curren$y

[fox69]

"Not Really Down"

"Not Really Down"


We pull up in foreign cars smelling like a pound
Your bitch made decisions to be with us right now
Catching feelings over bitches homie you should calm down
Live with the fact my nigga you not really down
Nah, you not really down
Square ass niggas need never come around
Nah, my nigga you not really down
Take a bong snap dive in a shark tank
Do a couple laps run through these recreational stacks
[?] I call up me and my niggas we balling
Catching stunts like alley-oops dunking on em
Always one up on em
Slide into them Black Toe Jordan 1's this morning
Protect yo' neck 'fore I fucking stand on it
Mash like that gas pedal baby girl almost lost her Chanel sash
And the Ferrari flash, back at the pad like Batman
Making plans to choke up all these jokers
Louis Vuitton loafers, Mulsanne with the chauffeur
Only top premium smoker
Brought a pound just for openers
Just for me and all the dopest ones
You couldn't even be an opener at the shows that I be throwing bruh
We pull up in foreign cars smelling like a pound
Your bitch made decisions to be with us right now
Catching feelings over bitches homie you should calm down
Live with the fact my nigga you not really down
Nah, you not really down
Square ass niggas need never come around
Nah, my nigga you not really down

 

[fox69]

"Not So Much"

"Not So Much"


Uh, Dual exhaust Tips
Windows cracked, my sunroof back
This is New Orleans, I'm on my own shit
They fucks wit that, that's love shown back
Lock the door behind ya homie
Roll that up, no skinnies baby all fats, Uh
I can tell you about it, make believe partners
Shade tree bitches, they smell cheap designer
Imposter's, I need distance, Fuck bitches
Living life on the wild angle like ace boogie's bookie
You already know as we though previously discussed it
Eyes low, spirit's high when I greet the public
Broke new ground I flew airplanes above it
Penmanship of a pilot, skywritings
Got that gift ripped, Flew pimpin mony-itis
Perfected my aim, a new improved Leonidas
300 Jets, endangered species
We the last fly niggas left, YES

Not so much for the radio
And not so much for the TV
Not so much for the radio
And not so much for the TV
Not so much for the radio
And not so much for the TV
But I do it all for fast cars
Faster women, strong drinks and stronger weed, Yeah

 

[fox69]

"O.G...(The Jam)"
(feat. Fiend)

"O.G...(The Jam)"
(feat. Fiend)



[Curren$y:]
Yeaaah, race car driver, in my own fuckin' mind, Spitta Andretti, yes I'm
Anticipatin these niggas hatin' yeah they waitin' that's fine.
Maco snap through the fishin' line. watch for the hook, Spitta bring it to just on time.
On trees, like an ornament at Christmas time, on G's.
But don't nothing move, til the money transfer, word to my crew.
The green done colored my dreams blue, skeen, to slice that lead cake up, fuck them other niggas pay us.
It's like I'm in it but not really in that Matrix, Ocean's 14, plot out new capers.
Plant these money tree seeds, dollar bill leaves, leave me to rake it up,
Wonderin' who they reserve first place fuck, those niggas, no pictures, babygirl roll those joints bigger

[Chorus x2]
Fuzzy dice, velvet seats, mahogany upholstery, A/C, sunroof cracked, this that, OG shit, you smell that?

[Fiend:]
All my Crooks got Castles, wonderwoman have lassels, hotboy crack tab of Tabasco.
Nas international, cash flow, smokin out the volcano, kush natural.
Used to have indo in my afro, one man band conquer west ?
Shawty I could hit it out the park satchel page.
Damn I'm paid, thinkin' of all that money I made, since lookin' at the hip like I just got paged.
Every summer, new car, new paint, girl I know you ain't frown with yo' pussy, you BAITCH!
I work too hard for " I can't", stay burnin that " Man that shit stank!"
I'm in ya city girl, you a thick lil somethin' I need one more for the Spitta girl

[Chorus x2]
Fuzzy dice, velvet seats, mahogany upholstery, A/C, sunroof cracked, this that, OG shit, you smell that?

 

[fox69]

"Off Dat"

"Off Dat"


[Verse 1:]
I'm high and my home girl tryna kick it
Like two ninjas getting new slippers on Christmas
In a craddle of wrapping paper I was born gifted
A grounded person though a nigga all kind lifted
I'm on the road I done seen all kinda bitches, when I come home
My girl acting all kinda suspicious, but won't leave me 'lone
All she want is a little attention, is that so wrong?
So I said I be back in a minute but she know I won't
I'm partially caught up in the game
My name constantly being brought up, they throwin slangs
These hoes putting me under the scope, that's aim
I know I reverse that, she going in her purse church mane
I'm throwback I take it where it was at first mane
That live nigga rap, Wings on that B
I'm sitting in the back, I got your bitch mine
Her head in my lap, I'm twisting up that lime

[Hook:]
My chain way heavy, my weed way smelly
Wood wheels in my Chevy, ain't shit that you can tell me
I'm counting up my fetti, I'm ignoring my celly
Them hoes all on me, but I'm off that already now

[Verse 2:]
We can take it back to Air Max 95, if you wan start acting like you live
Jive asses was never outside, I seen it first hand
Minimal dirt on my fingers was the game plan
Now it's ten thousand dollar bank bands, Jet Life it pays man
Underground rap, put a big house on top that land
They said I wouldn't do it now they understand that I had already done it
Coulda been a super radio smash, but I didn't want it
I rather play the cut stay 100, papered up in a opera house
Sneaking bong hits until they put us out

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"On G's"
(feat. Young Roddy & Trademark)

"On G's"
(feat. Young Roddy & Trademark)



[Hook]
On G's
Niggas ain't fucking with my team, at all
Fall back dog
If it ain't about no loot I can't get at y'all

On G's
Niggas ain't fucking with my team, at all
Fall back dog
If it ain't about no cheese I can't get at y'all

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
At ease, as I move with my jet set feeling the breeze
I'm in yo ear like a death threat
Got you wonderin' if I played my best hand yet
You ain't seen nothin'
I'm in yo house like plumbin'
In and out of yo woman
And I'm up gettin' high cuz my crew up and comin'
Different chapters of my establishment
Posted up where it's cold, refrigerator magnets
Then it's back to the N-O, lab life, stacking rapper chips
Rhyme a few bars to buy my homies some cars
Then I say a few poems and buy my moms a new home
Spitta kush king, bong next to my throne
Scribble in my notepad 'bout my city's wrongs
And I try to make it right through these songs
It's niggas tryna make it through the night, let alone make a million
Get it on nigga and show off when you get it

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Young Roddy]
And on the set, shit get live, it's all action
But where I'm from, shit get real, it's no acting
In the 12th grade with 20 grand in my khakis
Life under the scope, them bitches keep looking at me
But picture living where these niggas don't feel a thing
This wicked world got a nigga numb, free from pain
And all that dirt I did, I still remain without a stain
So I twist it, smoke it by myself, clear my brain
Them sober nights drove a nigga damn near insane
I saw it all but never will I tell a thing
Can't think of one thing to lose, and 'bout a million things to gain
So I charge this to the game
But soon as I got my change, they say I changed maine
They told me state my name, I'm Roddy from the planes maine
These unfamiliar faces lookin' at me strange maine
But I'm no lame, these niggas know what I claim
I keep it trill to the jet, I put that shit there on the JETS

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Trademark]
Through the lights, cameras, and flashes bong snappin' and action, I'm
Focused on this paper, money transactions is what I'm after playa
Was taught as a youngin' to move smart and get my weight up
Federal reserves papers by the layers, and weed by the acres
Bitches by the dozen, just watch me come up from nothin' hata
Greater things await for those who remain patient
Yea that's real talk, matter fact a true statement
But still I grind cuz in the end I want more than Nathan
Smokin' kush, tryna ease them thought with vapors
But my mind stuck on gettin' big faces
Racin' toward the guap, these niggas still chasin'
Runnin' in place, tryna catch up with they replacements
Made it to the majors, live from the basement
Straight to the rooftop with spacious living spaces
With cases of the Clicquot, trees in different flavors
Runnin' the game the OGs gave us

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"On My Plane"
(feat. Dee Low)

"On My Plane"
(feat. Dee Low)



[Intro:]
Yeah
Jets nigga where haven't we been yet
Could turn me up a lil bit though
Fuck boys is wonderin' if they bitch next
[Verse 1:]
Everybody like "He's no item, please don't like him"
But the chance to sip cham with champs is enticing
Tried to fight the fever she followed them flashing lights man
And it's leading her directly to where I am
I stand G'd up as always
You can't knock it
Three cheers for spitta cause he always on his fly shit
I caught her eyes with sure hands like the legendary Jerry Rice
I give it to her right have her dreamin of weddin rice
She never smoke so much weed in her life
She high, I'm high
Too stuck to wake up
Remote control, shut the blinds
I wouldn't mind if we fuck a dozen mo times
Before you dip cause you gotta get back to your man
Don't ask when you can see me again
I ain't good at making plans
Cooler than a ceiling fan
Spendin winter time at iceland, I am
[Hook:]
When I get too high on my plane
Will I remember how dope it was last time you came
When I get too high on my plane
And if I ever touch down in your city we could do it again
[Verse 2:]
A rolling stone gathers no moss
I'm stoned
Rolling joints, flipping hoes like a coin toss
Niggas don't trust spitta cause he knock they hoes off
Homie I don't fuck witcha then there's no holds barred
Brung her to the club with you fool
That's yo fault
She chose to move with a boss
That's yo loss
Bitch niggas hatin on the jets so they throw salt
Mama lovin on the jets wanna take her clothes off
Homie in the car all alone as he drove off
He gone cry in the car
Won't see his girl till tomorrow
She at my crib in a bra
Dancing on top of the bar
Don't trip just friends we are
Shorty I'm goin far
And you see me smart enough to know
That I'm finna blow
Like a lit firecracker or some armed C4
Goin places and seein things
Fuckin hella bad bitches and not attachin any strings
[Hook:]
When I get too high on my plane
Will I remember how get the plugs last time you came
When I get too high on my plane
And if I ever touch down in your city we could do it again

 

[fox69]

"On My Way"

"On My Way"


Yeah, I don't rap on beats I spit pictures nigga
Spit that real and kill these fictitious niggas
Ya'll don't want any part of Spit Vicious nigga
Simple beats, complex lyrics; I give it to ya
Just as an onion has layers to it
Different phases to my music let me take you through 'em
I ain't a killer but the beat made me do it
Eliminate the fake to see the loot flip
JETs high
We lookin' down on the top
No matter what the time it's four-twenty on my clock
Won't let you niggas disgrace hip-hop on my watch, not hardly
It ain't that type of party fool, I'm sorry
Park up on them, style, how I play these bitches, suffer from smoke inhalation
Got they face all in a jet engine
Tryna get a wiff, no
Smell somethin' I wrote in my notebook and overdose 'cause it's too dope

[Hook:]
(And I'm... yeah)
On the way to the next cheque, it's
Spitta nigga from the the, the JETS and...
It's not a secret I so love my set
But where haven't we been yet?

(And I'm... yeah)
On the way to the next cheque, it's
Spitta nigga from the the, the JETS and...
It's not a secret I so love my set
And bitches no the planes... (got it)

Exercise for the mind, mixtapin' like a athlete in the gym
Nigga I'm trainin'
My home-girl up in the hotel room waitin'
Didn't get down like that we just started fuckin' lately
Rare shit, so crazy, straight up
Straight jacket action baby, but wait up
I never let it get me down cause my spirit's rasin'
To the point I'm grounded but steady levitatin'
Most niggas was sleep, but they wakin' and bakin'
Finally catchin' up the music the JETS was makin'
Wack niggas gotcha gassed smellin' like a station
My homey once told me everybody ain't gonn' make it
Believe he was taken
Cause truth was at the root of his statement
From the air to the pavement behind paper
From the air to the pavement behind paper
From the air to the pavement behind paper

[Hook]

... Got it

 

[fox69]

"On The Clock"

"On The Clock"


[Curren$y:]
Yeah [x6]

Ferrari with the spider top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I stay on the clock I'm always on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job
911 with the targa top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I stay on the clock I'm always on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job

[Corner Boy P:]
And no I don't take a day off
Balling like my niggas in the playoff
Leanin' in Ruth's Chris, I'm dripping steak sauce
Oh that's your baby mama
Nigga you still a little boy
Trapping hella hard up like Adderalls
Seventeens, triple gold tough as corduroys
Young nigga flip a pack and break his family off
Just like the rapping brought a car and parked it in my yard
Homie all on my line like he short an onion
Believe the nerve of this nigga, Mr. short money
I told my bitch this morning this my last Phantom
Regal cleaner than a Beamer but I want a Phantom

[Curren$y:]
Ferrari with the spider top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I stay on the clock, I'm always on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job
911 with the targa top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I'm on the clock, I stay on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job

Money to blow
I stay on the on the go, cause I want more
The records is dope
The boost off the stove, I'm letting em go
But not for the low
You pay for quality that's fosho
I stand by what I provide
Muthafuck that 9-5, 2/47 365
Homeboy that's how I grind
Fly shit I gots to drive, I flat out buy
You'll be paying notes until you die
But never I, that story there not mine
I'm laid up mountain high
Built me a condo in the sky
Park my Chevys in a long line
Couldn't fit em in the picture
I turned my cellphone to the side
At least I tried, to give y'all fools
A glimpse at some real pimps
Taught yo bitch how to crack lobster
Showed yo bitch how to peel shrimps

Ferrari with the spider top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I stay on the clock, I'm always on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job
911 with the targa top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I'm on the clock, I stay on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job

 

[fox69]

"On The Water"
(feat. Street Wiz)

"On The Water"
(feat. Street Wiz)



Yeah, these planes they land on the water
Got enough cargo to fill your order
Ship it by the boatload
No negotiation, one price final offer
If you don't get it somebody else want it
All this work pure ain't nobody step on it

These planes they land on the water
Got enough cargo to fill your order
Ship it by the boatload
No negotiation, one price final offer
If you don't get it somebody else want it
All this work pure ain't nobody step on it
Count up that loot every morning
Ball hard keep the scoreboard lit
Point guard

Doing dabs in the lab
'76 house made of glass
No rims, sliding on [?]
Butter Timbs, butter raps
Butter leather seats nigga peel back the rag, top
Ride out pedal mash
To the hideout firing up gas
Bitch that's what I'm bout
Running through checks you just running your mouth
Not only collecting checks, I been writing 'em now
Monopolize, we ride, customizing the South
488 Spyder when the stars come out
Every weekend we bringing new cars out
Cause all during the week we was in the workshop
Getting that workout, over a million served
Things you civilians wouldn't know about, word

These planes they land on the water
Got enough cargo to fill your order
Ship it by the boatload
No negotiation, one price final offer
If you don't get it somebody else want it
All this work clean ain't nobody step on it

[Street Wiz:]
Uhh, know I keep it focused got my mind set
I'm just working on another project
Imma keep it pushing, I ain't never running out of time yet
So I keep it ripping from my Skyjet
Yeah you know the business, gotta keep it pimping every line fresh
From the top to bottom its a progress
Getting to the riches, know I'm steady fishing in my pond yes
I'm just steady searching cause my time set
Know I'm with the women, ten toes down keep it all G
When I grab the mic they gon' applaud we
When we hit the building, set life skyscrapers
All my niggas in the lear you gotta fly later
We just come to kill the show the floor vibrating
Know I'm talking through the booth niggas got paper
Bitches tryna leave with us the bus high maintenance
Just off to the next state up in line kicking, bang

Yeah, these planes they land on the water
Got enough cargo to fill your order
Yeah, these planes they land on the water
Got enough cargo to fill your order

These planes they land on the water
Got enough cargo to fill your order
Ship it by the boatload
No negotiation, one price final offer
If you don't get it somebody else want it
All this work clean ain't nobody step on it
Count up that loot every morning
Ball hard keep the scoreboard lit
Point guard, L
Ball hard keep the scoreboard lit
Point guard, yeah
Ball hard keep the scoreboard lit
Point guard
These planes they land on the water
These planes they land on the water

 

[fox69]

"On.."

"On.."


Spit that clean shit
Hand sanitizer my saliva
Niggas thinking they bitches in the blind
But she got her on mind to follow
Decision easily made, one of these don't belong
Me and four lames on the same page
Alco fresh out the paint shop
Polo green krsipy kreme glazed clear coated
8 times over high roller stoned rolling half way home
Until I realized I left my phone by this shone
I was just boning
Slipping on my pimping gotta get back to her crib before she realize what I did
And go to finger picking
Trying contact my other women
Shit them hoes do when they feel like they entitled to position
That's why I play them close but from a distance
If you can dig it
Damn near in love with all them hoes when I'm with'em
But once I put on my clothes, spray my cologne
Doddy [?] for the front door
Jet life jet wise respect I got to go
I'm on hustle like a mole
On hustle like it's dope
On hustle like it's coke
I'm on hustle like a mole
On hustle like it's dope
On hustle like it's coke
Nigga... yea