Curren$y

[fox69]

"Speculation"
(feat. Ty & Fiend)

"Speculation"
(feat. Ty & Fiend)



[Curren$y:]
Pulled up like FedEx
Double R headrest
Pulled up like FedEx
Double R headrest
Bad bitch sleeping on a Crooks and Castles bed set
Got keys to her pad but I didn't smash yet
More concerned with her cash skills then how her ass is
Pulled up like FedEx
Double R headrest
Pulled up like FedEx
Double R headrest
Bad bitch sleeping on a Crooks and Castles bed set
I got keys to her pad but I haven't smash yet
More concerned with her cash skills then how her ass feel
Money make her, yea baby girl that's what your ass is
Selling dreams to them suckers she be making mad chips
She share it with me cause them simps don't compare to me
When she get turned on she look at me like she scared of me
Money in the race, pulled up on the homie Killer Mike at the black owned bank
Dropped a hundred thousand dollars in the safe, we been eating on the road
Bitch stacking up to go play, all a nigga know
Living the fast way, weed burning slow
In a Versace ash tray, Gucci butter dishes
Air Max in colorways, that you could never get
If you robbed a factory, I got it right now
You could try it out after me
Lot of speculation on the money I've made
Ounces I've weighed
Audio dope keep us paid
Lot of speculation on the money I've made
Ounces I've weighed
Audio dope keep us paid
Lot of speculation on the money I've made
Ounces I've weighed
Audio dope keep us paid
Lot of speculation on the money I've made
Ounces I've weighed
Audio dope keep us paid
Lot of speculation on the
[T.Y.:]
Uh, jumped in the game when I boarded the plane
Yea, parked the Wraith just to hop in the Mulsanne
Yea, all these colors in my damn chain
It'll make yo bitch do some real strange things
Straight to the freaky shit, then I delete the bitch
I get stoned on some real Cheech & Chong shit
I know you liked every song but what's your favorite
We can get loaded while I play that shit
Live in color, me and my niggas like no other
Word to my mother, daddy, uncle and lil brother
We ain't gon suffer, cause I'm one grinding motherfucker
Yea, always, nigga we get paid
The cars you see us drive, we whip em like slaves
Day to day, she bring that paper, one of my ways
Fuck bitches get paid
[Fiend:]
Roll up when I roll up
Leave the valet a tip plus the roaches
Stoned up in this man but I'm focused
Shades too dark to notice
I represent survivors, soldiers, who had soft white or rocked up Cola
I used to press cash in the sofa
I ain't even asked her to come over
Money machine Fiend, couldn't have seen this in my dreams
20s 50s 100s with the bling
All this gold is just a lil something to a king
Bullets to a bulletproof truck is but a thing
Small oversight mix up, led to drop offs and pick ups
Penitentiary chances, to glit up, my wrist up
Ship pills sometimes the answer won't pick up
But living in gold eyes buck and get the hiccups [?]
You could count my chips up
[Curren$y:]
Lot of speculation on the money I've made
Ounces I've weighed
Audio dope keep us paid
Lot of speculation on the money I've made
Ounces I've weighed
Audio dope keep us paid
Lot of speculation on the money I've made
Ounces I've weighed
Audio dope keep us paid
Lot of speculation on the money I've made
Ounces I've weighed
Audio dope keep us paid
Lot of speculation on the

 

[fox69]

"Speed"

"Speed"


B boats float from the coast
Binoculars watch the bells float up the shore
Tryna find ways to tax this dope
Slanging bars like soap
Bitches high off of these lines like coke
Listening with they eyes closed, with no clothes
She want fuck because of my flow
It's like I got X pills inside my quotes
Smoke, keep me on a high note
Oldies playing in my Chevrolet
Game make them ladies want stay
Plow her all night, bust moves all day
It's just the jet way
No time to sleep cause that won't get me paid
Don't make sense if it don't make dollars
Excuses washed off my Impala
If it ain't about my paper then "I'll holla"

Came through, killed niggas
Satellite coupe with the new stickers
Never running with no new niggas
Just my OG's and some cool bitches
Bad ones, I know what to do with them
I don't buy them no bags, I just get them high
All she really wanted to do was ride
I'm a let her, roll sweater, no pressure
Let her decide, she smart
She gon definitely choose what's better
Autumn weather, in a vintage ice berg sweater
Fly beyond measure
That's your girl you better check her

Cherry beamer, drop top
Sipping pass Ace Boogie
He mad at his bullshit job
Mentality I had as a younger
Grinding hard to provide a yard for my big dogs
Rest in peace to the jacker, may you mob
No love in the streets my nigga
They don't give a fuck about you or me my nigga
Just an era where a nigga is killing these niggas
And these bitches just mirroring the television
Fake hair, fake ass looking for a real one
Just tryna fuck a nigga with a million
And do anything to get one

 

[fox69]

"Speedboat"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)

"Speedboat"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)



[Curren$y:]
Watch me turn this batch into a speedboat
Seen two sun seekers racing to the island
I told my homegirl I need those
So know I'm playing the game with a cheat code
Feed These beats something to eat
Brown sugar Rolls Royce carnish, trust ain't nothing sweet
I got it out the mud, I need a second of toothbrush
Clean my sneaks, deadstock vintage pieces on my feet
Hoes say you soft, pretend you can't talk
Smoke weed, keep the peace but prepare for way
Precious money stacks them suckers probably come for
So, I send my shorty to the gun store
Safe keepin' that bitch off safety
Smoking large at the Oysters bar
Tip the waitress a Franklin and another for my pie zone
I scratched off in my sports car
Pulled into a underground parking garage
Switched whip clickin' the potential tails off
I'm all about that mail dawg work so hard
Don't even notice when it's paying off
[Wiz Khalifa:]
All they see is the paper
But they don't understand it the way I got it
All they see is the paper
But they don't understand it the way I got it
All they see is the paper
But they don't understand it the way I got it
All they see is the paper
But they don't understand it the way I got it
Six air flights, middle of the night
Get us what we like and what we need
No bed I'm a sleep when I hit my seat
Adidas slides on my feet, pack of broads
Make my cypher complete
I gotta get it, can't miss a beat
Coppin' jewels for the summer just to get the cheeks
I'm in something unique
To get the cheese that's my destiny
White first class ain't no longer question
Drink filled with the best
Hit it once, fill it in your chest
Ain't about the game, then I can't invest
Wouldn't expect nothing less
Get a chick put her to the test
Can she get the pack through with no arrest
Them haters came from the left
But I was high, so I've seen the money and the fam
Nothing come between them, putting all bets on my team
I be gone all summer 16
[?] my angels, keep my rides clean
You niggas know what I mean
All they see is the paper
But they don't understand it the way I got it
All they see is the paper
But they don't understand it the way I got it
All they see is the paper
But they don't understand it the way I got it
All they see is the paper
But they don't understand it the way I got it

 

[fox69]

"Stack It"

"Stack It"


Uh
Arriving on my set they see my new shit
Life of a Jet something exclusive, uh
Way colder than what your dude in
Once I met the hustle I was married to it
Baby girl that's all I'm doing drugs and the music
We be moving units to 'em straight like a ruler
Line after line write that fine tingling down her spine
Controlling her medulla, she mine
I deliver goods right to my consumer on time every time
Customer service shipping birds online
Eastside on the rise all the time on mine
Money on my mind making all your money mine
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Baby girl ask me why I do it
Hustle is a drug I'm addicted to it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Baby girl ask me why I do it
Hustle is a drug I'm addicted to it
Uh
Money on some ballin' Uncle Scrooge shit
Make duck bucks do the trucks pulling up
Handing out nooses, hang yourself stupid
Tryna do it like the ones when you niggas really sons
Pay homage to where you got it I'm the fly father
Fore founder smoking pounds of straight chronic
West conference bomb shit
I got it from my 'round 'nem
Backyards smoking large while we charge them lowriders
Later on we clowning
I'm really out here and you not about it
Where was you you was not around here
Said you was but you really lyin'
I'm riding, you hibernating your bitch is in hiding
Sucka
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Baby girl ask me why I do it
I'm addicted to it
Yea
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
Ask me why I do it
So addicted to it

 

[fox69]

"Stainless"

"Stainless"


[Verse 1:]
Wishing for a steak eating on a kit kat
And yo bitch ain't shit my lil homie hit that
He let his patna slip that brung it through the set
Told him that I couldn't do nothin with that she riff raff
Bring that bitch back
I'm pretty sure her duck ass waitin' to pick that up
Dust her off he missing that he fucking up
Ho going hammer like the speakers in the truck
Ain't nobody but us if you want know where get that real killa from
These opium raps blue magic in the drums
Vacuum lung kush dracula
You'll live forever fucking with us
Impressions ever lasting
Moving on up we the crew them suckers mad at
I don't give a fuck loud weed loud laughing
Ya'll making excuses and I make it happen
Ya'll acting and I'm actually in action
[Hook:]
There's something 'bout a nigga like me
New Orleans bossed up J.E.T
Neighborhood kid lookin up to em
Bad bitches stayin true to em
Niggas tryin to do em
But they can't do nothin to em
Cause he like stainless steel
Only hatin on him because he keep it way too real
I don't know why but he just so fly
Inspiration in the clouds as I ride by em
[Verse 2:]
Spitta get up on them beats sky high
Killing niggas like a drive by
Controlled flow no wild fire
If it's meant for ya I deliver like a sniper
Fire right between yo eyes no liar
Came up with these rhymes one night in my spider
Cruisin my city I ain't go in the club for five minutes
I just parked on side of it leaned on my exotic
Chopped it with my compadres conspirin
On how to take the bank and not trip the sirens
Jets ain't just the pilot
Anybody repping my set
Trained and certified in the flyness
There's more to this then yo clothes lil bro
Even tho I look cool in these threads
I make moves with a level head
Rolling up in a Lincoln with some snoop playing thinkin bout
[Hook: x2]
There's something bout a nigga like me
New Orleans bossed up J.E.T
Neighborhood kid lookin up to em
Bad bitches stayin true to em
Niggas tryin to do em
But they can't do nothin to em
Cause he like stainless steel
Only hatin on him because he keep it way too real
I don't know why but he just so fly
Inspiration in the clouds as I ride by em

 

[fox69]

"Stash House"
(feat. Freddie Gibbs)

"Stash House"
(feat. Freddie Gibbs)



[Curren$y:]
Dollar, dollar bill in the stash house tryna hide another mil
Dollar, dollar bill, yeah
When I got out the car I was talking on the phone
Calm in the storm
The Rolls Royce race in a Rolls Royce Dawn
Too slick, you prolly slip before you can step up on
Intercepted before you could creep, you see you been crept on
Life is pressed on
Adding to my Rolex collection
Sky-dweller rose gold prolly do my next one
I know what you wanna hear
That shit that make you hustle all year
I came to the studio with a boat
So I can load these keys up, when they're ready to go
Them other crews slangin' stepped on dope
You want that pure shit, homie then you know where it's go
The game done changed y'all, but not your dawg
I'm still in the cut, rolled up in the kush fog
Like dollar, dollar bill in the stash house tryna hide another mil
Yeah, dollar, dollar bill in the stash house tryna hide another mil
Yeah, dollar, dollar bill in the stash house tryna hide another, hide another mil
Yeah, dollar, dollar bill in the stash house tryna hide another mil
Yeah, dollar, dollar bill
[Freddie Gibbs:]
Kane, nigga
Yeah, rest in peace my nigga Timber
Used to hit the beauty bar on Tuesday foreign Brenda
Freddie Forgiato, chop that [?] to get my chips up
When I jumped up off the porch, ain't had no clue just where I end up
Audio stay dope like ice cubes and bottled water
Ain't no gas up in this bitch but I'm cooking like Snoop and Wacka
Fuck the stripper club if they ain't got titties out like the Carter
Young Nino if she nasty like Janet, I change the [?]
Like dollar, dollar bill
Poured the whole Joe Montana when I broke the seal
Niggas thought that I was dead in the gutter they wrote the will
Beat the case and I put new candy paint on my Coupe de Ville
Beat the case and put my baby on acres like ain't shit changed
Yeah I rap but bitch my meat and potatoes come off that slangin'
Took the job out of the box meant to shake it [?]
Get you three for two I sell triple-doubles
Anthony Davis or Russel I meant
More than a couple assists once I alley-oop the ball
Player was running this bitch
Gangster Gibbs flipping a chick like I was Chris in 1996
She getting dick off a player from the New York Knicks
And I'm like [?]
Dollar dollar bill

 

[fox69]

"Stay Ridin'"

"Stay Ridin'"


Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin'
They hidin', ain't bout it, yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin' ain't hidin', yeah
They hidin' ain't bout it
Stay ridin', stay ridin'
Spent 300 thousand on it
Parked it on the corner like I didn't want it
Blowing killer in New Orleans
Feel like I'm in California
Zoning off a OG onion
I text the homie with the gas
And he said he coming back with a different pack
What we smoking now the truth
He say this shit colder than that
I store my shit in glass I prefer that over bags
We gon' crack a jar before we get in the car
I push a button the roof lit up with stars
Now we gon stay ridin' stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin' ain't hiding, yeah
They hidin' ain't bout it, yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Ain't hidin' stay ridin', yeah
They hidin' ain't bout it
See me in it straight chillin'
Candy paint, crate engine
Dana Dane, 13 inches
Low ride, stay high off the gas
Don't drink and drive so the four don't crash
Now cash rules, flash jewels on occasion
When I past through but if I pass through you know they paid me
Stack it till we got no where to put it
When I drive the Flying Spur I park the bitch crooked
So you can see the Forgiato's on it when you look in
Before we open the champagne bottles we shook 'em
It's a celebration so we let this shit spill
We could have been killed in the field and that's real
But we still here fuck a hater and how he feel
That's signed and sealed
Straight deal quarter mill on the wheels
You gotta drive the bitch with skill
My engine in the back
My neighborhood on my hat
We gon'
Stay ridin' stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin' ain't hiding, yeah
They hidin', ain't bout it, yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Ain't hidin' stay ridin', yeah
They hidin' ain't bout it

 

[fox69]

"Stay Up"
(feat. Fly Union)

"Stay Up"
(feat. Fly Union)



[Hook - Fly Union:]
Shit dun changed, and I'm a be the same
Never switchin' lanes, it's why I stay up in the sky
Yeah, it's why I stay up in the sky
Oh, it's why I stay up in the sky

[Verse 1 - Curren$y:]
Yeah, I fell asleep on the plane
Woke up to cameras flashin' and people screamin' my name
They seem to think their agendas all hidden but they isn't
I been onto these swindlers for a minute
Bad girls at the party bein' tough and drinkin' Guiness
Though I'm a play it straight and sip a couple Shirley Temples
Low-key with a sober mental, at least until I get to my car
I got a joint to spark that's waitin' in my glove-compartment
Got to point to proved personal shit I admit I'm caught in
In the end we'll compare moves and then see who's the smartest
Somewhere between the rich and famous and the starvin' artist
I embody that, so I spit which will relate to all them... yeah, fool

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Curren$y:]
Yeah, do it the Jet way
Put it in the air like I just called the past play
Them niggas wasn't there, they're just talkin' hear-say
Them suckers only in the hood on video days
When it's police barricades and video-tapes
Ain't bein' real, they just bein' real fake
I got real-estate, a couple plenty closin' dates, I'm straight
I know them haters was like "Homie gon' fall off, just wait"
Now they can't walk in their bitch crib without seein' my face
Chalk it up to wrokin' hard and constantly talkin' to God
Produce your Jet membership or you cannot come abord
We flyin' over you squares, fuckin' checker boards

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Stay Up"
(feat. Fly Union)

"Stay Up"
(feat. Fly Union)



[Hook: Fly Union]
Shit dun changed, and I'mma be the same
Never switchin' lanes, it's why I stay up in the sky
Yeah, it's why I stay up in the sky
Oh, it's why I stay up in the sky
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Yeah, I fell asleep on the plane
Woke up to cameras flashin' and people screamin' my name
They seem to think their agendas all hidden but they isn't
I been onto these swindlers for a minute
Bad girls at the party bein' tough and drinkin' Guiness
Though I'mma play it straight and sip a couple Shirley Temples
Low-key with a sober mental, at least until I get to my car
I got a joint to spark that's waitin' in my glove-compartment
Got to point to proved personal shit I admit I'm caught in
In the end we'll compare moves and then see who's the smartest
Somewhere between the rich and famous and the starvin' artist
I embody that, so I spit which will relate to all them... yeah, fool
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Yeah, do it the Jet way
Put it in the air like I just called the past play
Them niggas wasn't there, they're just talkin' hear-say
Them suckers only in the hood on video days
When it's police barricades and video-tapes
Ain't bein' real, they just bein' real fake
I got real-estate, a couple plenty closin' dates, I'm straight
I know them haters was like "Homie gon' fall off, just wait"
Now they can't walk in their bitch crib without seein' my face
Chalk it up to wrokin' hard and constantly talkin' to God
Produce your Jet membership or you cannot come abord
We flyin' over you squares, fuckin' checker boards
[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Stayin Ready"
(feat. Tiny C-Style)

"Stayin Ready"
(feat. Tiny C-Style)



[Curren$y:]
Riding in my homeboy Buick Rivieira
Blowing that killa in the good weather
Feeling like Goodfellas
This real life no movie director no movie projector
Just jealous ass niggas with Beretta pistols
Don't let them get you
Gotta stay one step quicker my nigga don't let them near you
Watch your neck if they next to you
They living off you but they still wishing debt to you
Cold world but its still spinning
Can't do nothing bout it but try to live in
And to try to raise kids in it
Make millions keep it hidden
Cause motherfuckers might try to kill you
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Tried to catch me slipping but we hit you already
Rolled on your set in my Chevy
From inside your house you heard and you smelled me
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Try to catch us slipping but we hit you already
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
[Tiny C-Style:]
Stay ready like Lil Caesar
Put red dots on you like a slice of pizza
Sly like a visa miss me with that talk, don't believe you
Come to the land and get taxed like a parking meter
Whole gang strapped like football helmets
You see them NFL tax better run for it
You niggas Gump like forest kick shit like Chuck Norris
Maybach with the rasp but you ridin' in the Ford Taurus
No safety on the 40 I'm ready at all times
Shit get hectic when you g and pushing real lines
Long beach state of mind make me do it to him
One shot from the draco guaranteed you ruined
Fly to Miami with some bad ones and chill for a week
Look for a plug to help me flood these streets
I rap now but if you stay ready you ain't got to worry bout
How you gon eat, major key
[Curren$y:]
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Try to catch us slipping but we hit you already
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready
Try to catch us slipping but we hit you already
We just stayin' ready so we ain't gotta get ready