Curren$y

[fox69]

"Take You Higher"

"Take You Higher"


[Sample - R. Kelly:]
Let me take you higher
And let you know how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And let you know how you should feel

[Curren$y:]
A cloud of smoke in the coupe
Vocal dope in the booth
Every grip bing true (true)
That's why I get the loot
That's how I can get you
Admit that I know what did it
You seen me swerving in it
Balled out with a high percentage
Range like Reggie Miller but I handle like Iverson
I should probably drop my own tenni's
Score points and get fly with 'em
Joints rolled with the fire in 'em
Said she trying to take it to the moon
We ain't even got to leave the room
Don't tell me you fuck with the shrooms
My little brother pulling up soon
Said he had a batch that was cool
Just let me know what you're trying to do
I'm a go roll up another one
The Doors playing Waiting For the Sun
With the doors on the Wraith opened up
Now I see what they're hating on
You should get your paper, what you waiting on

[Sample - R. Kelly:]
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel
Let me take you
Let me take you higher
And show you how you should feel

 

[fox69]

"Take You There"
(feat. Marsha Ambrosius)

"Take You There"
(feat. Marsha Ambrosius)



[Verse 1 - Curren$y:]
Uh, clearly I made it, all of this hating
Show's over, it's a couple bad ones waiting
Tryna get chosen, flown to a exotic destination
Smoking on something as strong as my vivid imagination
I don't see nothing wrong with love being naked
Out this world whips, my crib a space station
My life is a trip, my crib a vacation

[Hook - Marsha Ambrosius:]
Bright lights, big city
Big cars, you and me
So baby you can roll with me
I'll show you how it's supposed to be

Big stars, I'll spot ya
Be calm, I got ya
So baby let me take you there
Baby, let me take you there

[Verse 2 - Curren$y:]
Yellow gold my link, Coca Cola my mink
Louie pouch holding that stink, love what you think I came without it?
Never that, I keep a pack of papers in my pocket
Applaud all my hot shit, in them hoes mouths like gossip
Money old as Lou Gossett, dollar clocker
Too late for doctors, this dead on arrival
Baby recognize G when it's in her eye, yo
Boss up nigga, this is what she ride fo'
Nigga fooling in that 2-0 Tahoe
Sunroof half open and my eyes halfway closed
It's a movie 'round here baby, might see somebody famous
Niggas getting change but we won't let it change us
Jet Life the campaign, can't stop the reign
Had to put the top up on the Vanquish

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Curren$y:]
I'm slanging raps off my iPad
Thinking back when High Times was a dime bag
We was smoking good, but it was all bad
Now we ride in that burgundy with the tan rag
If you ain't heard of me
A nigga guessin that your internet services ain't working too good at ya'll pad
It's all good, I'll hand y'all a late pass
Bring you up to speed 'fore we get to moving too fast
Back when I maneuvered that Jag hard top coupe
I just knew I was cooler than these lil' dudes out doing it
I was just being patient, pimping, perfecting my groovy
Sitting in the jacuzzi, on that Bluray Scarface
Nigga thinking 'bout music, while I'm?
And my girl in the vanity mirror, wiping off Mac lip gloss
Finna roll up a doobie, sincerely yours truly
They can't do nothing with me, they can't do nothing to me

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Talk My Shit"

"Talk My Shit"


[Verse 1:]
Bitches on chemicals
Moving bodies, sensual, sexual
Cynical, octopussy killer tentacles
Drown many of clown nigga
Bitches'll do it to ya every time
Ashes and ink every line
You'll swear I live the pimp life more than a couple times
The way I get in they minds without ever spending mines
Take a boss out to eat weak bitch, I want surf and turf steak
Big shrimps, hundred percent [?]
If I'm in the building, your ho's trailing my scent yo
You know
[Hook:]
Let me park my whip so I can get out and talk my shit
Let me park my whip so I can get out and talk my shit
(Life) Life (Life)
(Roll something)
[Verse 2:]
Audio dope
Overdose, you'll go out like Scatter man
Watch classics, learn from the masters
Extract data man
I got the pounds and the million dollar plans
Grand steering wheel in my hand
Mama next to me rubberbanding up them grands
Finna to hit the car lot, cop two champagne sedans
Bitches drunk wanting to fuck, I'm sitting on the trunk rolling one up
Come on - we can ride
Burn trees down, switch cars on the east side
Vercetti Andretti, Corleone family
Watches heavy, strong arms
Snatch the world, carry it home
Me and my girls break a piece off, stuff it in a bong
Hit the couch, turn the game on
Yea, homes
[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Televised"
(feat. Fiend)

"Televised"
(feat. Fiend)



[Verse 1 - Curren$y]
From High Times Cannabis Cup judging the red
Carpet parties in New Orleans for my homecoming
Bring your own buds in for test inspection
'Fore access is granted to my section
My diesel East Coast, my kush is Western Conference
Chronic, nothing but bombest for
The elitest of rhymers and beat designers
You smell these trees leaking through your equalizers
A boss on them raws though I started with them EZ Widers
OG daytons nigga not them eagle wires
A couple niggas from the old block mad
So when I visit I park my lo-lo in the grass
To keep an eye out, smoking one for the homie on the mural
As I ride past. If I was drinking, I'd have poured some wine out
Not your frank Amy Winehouse
Candy paint on my skybox, tell a square bitch "watch out!"
[Hook - Curren$y]
The reeferlution will be televised..
We getting money now
The reeferlution will be televised..
[Verse 2 - Fiend]
The new-school coupe just left the paint booth
Got me stepping like a Nupe, barking like a Que
G'd up music, we spark a barbeque
Got a '70 Carlo named after daughter too
Excellent Wolverine blue, you can see the water too
Oak wood turning, know what we burning..
Absolutely, baby! International Jones, jet life
I [?] and the [?]
Paper plates and I [?]
You were smoking with [?] what do I sacrifice
Paint job fine as the hair on a frog's back
The green you bringing better glow or stank or we don't want that
Get My leaders from Houston
Monsta Beatz on the heat that we using
My engine sounds like it's been juicin'
Chick bad my stick, I'm shooting
Spitta Andretti, what we call it? Reefer
[Hook - Curren$y]
The reeferlution will be televised..
Yeah mama, we getting money now
The reeferlution will be televised..

 

[fox69]

"Terrace"

"Terrace"


[Verse 1 - Curren$y:]
I seen't it all from my terrace [repeat]
Seen't it all from the terrace [repeat]
I took yo girl to my terrace
She took me round the world on my terrace
She was abducted by a terrorist, yeah that's if we let you tell it
She on some JetLife embitterment, she know that's gas she can smell if it's kill
She naked french inhaling shit, I'm 50 floors up nailing it
You tryna search through her emails and shit, soon as she text me she erase that shit
She like them cars we be racing in, that paper we be racking in, like leaves
She be like "don't leave please", I be like "bitch please, how else I'm gone make it?" Shit
[Hook:]
Seen't it all from the terrace [repeat]
Seen it all from the terrace [repeat]
Seen it all from the terrace
My brother ordered your murder from my terrace
I signed a major label merger on my terrace
I seen't it all from the terrace
Seen't it all from the terrace
Seen't it all from my terrace
In the suit with the wrap around terrace sweet view, but ain't nothing sweet fool let me tell ya
[Verse 2 - Curren$y:]
Now you can wait around forever, for a muhfucka to help ya
Or pursue your own endeavors, 'til you sittin' in a room full cheddar
Count that money stop BS'ing, lose your chance second guessing
Or half stepping I'm takin lessons in money stretching from the best ones, game preaching straight blessings
Wait until I pull my next one, make the Lufthansa Heist look like amateur night tryna bet some
Laid it down make it real, prize behind closed doors let's make a deal choose one
My style give that bitch chills, goosebumps

 

[fox69]

"That's The Thing"
(feat. Estelle)

"That's The Thing"
(feat. Estelle)



[Intro - Estelle:]
I keep on comin' back oh back to you
Baby uh
I keep on comin' back

[Verse 1 - Curren$y:]
From day one they down to ride
Every second since then, they're by my side
Broken hearted from the lies, often she cried
But holdin' on to love for dear life
Before everything was good, we had a greater time
But fall out over something, a few months down the line
See clearly love is blind cause we can't see a way out this
Nor reach a compromise, honestly I'm not tryin'
Cause I wanna be with you but they callin' me outside
And I'm like How can a man choose? I wish you'd understand
That them others ones ain't you, I really just be playin'
Might smash up and be through, but my heart's still in your hand
And I promise that's the truth and I hear what you be sayin'
And I feel your point of view
But somewhere I forget that shit, get caught up in the loot
Late night speedin' them coupes
I respect it if you left me but I'm glad you never do

[Hook - Estelle:]
See here's the thing
I won't sit here broken hearted
Boy, we gon get back where we started
'Cause I won't need you, no
I gained too much to lose

I've already bothered you
And there's nothing left but just us two
You're everything (You're everything)
See that's the thing (See that's the thing)
Yea, that's the thing

[Verse 2 - Curren$y:]
And I don't fall asleep next to none of them hoes
No matter what's poppin' I be sure to make it home
There's no excuse for wilin', I'm just makin' sure it's known
But I'm actually not doin' half of what I could be doin'
I'm slowin' down, tryna make improvements
Thinkin' 'bout the future and shit that one cohesive unit
Raise a little princess, a junior
Soon as I make enough with this music
This dream got my attention love be patient as I pursue it
It'll benefit the both us if you'd just sit through it
When it's all said and done we would have built a thing of beauty
And sail into the setting sun, but I already know
That you done heard this like a thousand times before
And I done said it like million times more
But I've been sincere, I see us winnin' and we almost there

[Hook - Estelle:]
See here's the thing
I won't sit here broken hearted
Boy, we gon get back where we started
'Cause I won't need you, no
I gained too much to lose

I've already bothered you
And there's nothing left but just us two
You're everything (You're everything)
See that's the thing (See that's the thing)
Yea, that's the thing

[Bridge:]
You wanna go with me and we connect
Now we're supposed to be
I'm all yours, all yours, all day
And I could fix
I'm gonna walk you out
Cause I proved out
So I tough it out
So I'm all yours, all yours, all day

[Hook - Estelle:]
See here's the thing
I won't sit here broken hearted
Boy, we gon get back where we started
'Cause I won't need you, no
I gained too much to lose

I've already bothered you
And there's nothing left but just us two
You're everything (You're everything)
See that's the thing (See that's the thing)
Yea, that's the thing

I said I love you
That's the thing
I won't allow you
See that's the thing
You know I love you
See that's the thing

 

[fox69]

"The 560 SL"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)

"The 560 SL"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)



[Chorus - Curren$y:]
560 SL, big paper on the low like a coke sale
Heard they're tryna stop it but oh well
Big paper on the low like a coke sale
560 SL, heard they're tryna stop it but oh well
[Curren$y:]
Skyline, condo high rise
Roof top pool, let them birds swang dive
Disrespect the apple of your eye
Thinking she was a prize
She a pie and everybody gets a slice
Cut, slumped in the 240 SX
And they ain't even know it was us
Surprised by the time they realize you was getting with the deal
Fuckin' with the motherfukers, homie this is real
Michael [?], camera pan, glimpse into the life that I live
It's just rap but it's looking like that king pin shit, so they set traps
Tell 'em throw that salt back on the spice rack
Bosses take and give careers back
Orphans looking for their real dads
Oh how many rap sons I have
Laughing as I hit the gas, then I lit the gas
[Chorus - Curren$y]
[Curren$y:]
560 SL, $70, pump one at the shell
Who else could it possible be?
Done so well you know it had to be me
Capital G, tee tops on the grand national
At the business conference via satellite
Couldn't make it in cause I had a wild night
Fill me in on what I'm missing, get them checks right
The streets gon' love with what I do with mine on site
Super sport, pumped on the black tops in the cut
Ballin' out, holding that smoke in
As the world go round, prices go up
As the tips go down, they duplicate, we innovate sounds
That's why I never play my new shit round them clowns
King shit, Rolex crowns, we chopping paper in here
Don't know what you talking bout right now
We sittin' in this
[Chorus - Curren$y]
[Wiz Khalifa:]
I'm finished answering question on personal shit
I'm tired of niggas running up on me asking for verses and shit
Been too many places where they act like we ain't supposed to be there
They don't respect us, still we start cursing and shit
I might need a hearse for my 5th
My verses so tight that I have to write them cursive and spit
I might need a nurse I'm that sick
I might need a girl who don't care about purses and shit
I might be the best of my time, my team record perfect
Can't achieve less you workin'
I done came a long way, came a long way
These boys ain't never seen it, I heard it
That's why they show me love and respect when they see me in person
Show you how to be a boss insteaf of being a burden
Spread love, that's the player way
Got your main bitch in my Mercedes rolling up
Thought I told you I'ma shine fool
Pocket full of money, keep them pistols in the [?]
Get my
[Chorus x2 - Curren$y]

 

[fox69]

"The Anti-Club"
(feat. Trademark Da Skydiver)

"The Anti-Club"
(feat. Trademark Da Skydiver)



[Verse 1 - Curren$y:]
Sober flow, I ain't smokin five days
But I'm a burn this beat and leave it in a ashtray
Yo Joey, give me a light, so I can see where I'm goin
These niggas actin like hoes and these hoes is actin like niggas
I'm like "Whyyy?"
Figured I could go without an answer
Like Philadelphia 76ers without I've
Spitta spittin, he from the city of killers
But don't got a mean bone in his body
Pussy-ass niggas keep on tryin to bring it out me
So I'm a have to call my guys in
That's a bigger network than Verizon, all of em kamikaze
Homie you don't believe me, you can try me
Crash and burn, long as they take you with them
Now it's a completed mission
And I could give a fuck about who on their television if it ain't my team
Give a fuck how much you spendin if it ain't my green
Give a fuck about you bitchin, you treated like a queen
Y'all niggas is obscene
Night life, New Orleans is my scene
Even if I'm not seen, motherfucka
Spitta, I write a rhyme
And that may not be, what you call gangsta, but it's my life
You niggas is livin lives, Santa Claus will put a lump of coal in your stocking
Hearin that shit that you droppin, but it was not that nice
Both hands is broken, you can't write, better hire a ghost
Spitta got money to burn, turn bread to toast
Chemical flow, I turn crack back to coke
Melly, yo, give me a light
Who's givin them niggas fashion advice?
These niggas dressin like bitches, these bitches dressin like niggas
Don't know the homie a homie or he a dyke
Look twice, shorty might be a guy, hail day for real
But the same intensity that a dog chasin a mailman
That's how I'm a chase this mill
Don't like paper so I won't take that deal
Spitta nigga, I write a rhyme
[Verse 2 - Trademark the Skydiver:]
The plane is in motion
Fly FS-1 is approachin
Movin in the speed of Jet proportion
Top Gun's la costra nostra, we so focused, nigga
Testarossas, new roadsters
House on the beach, wake up see the ocean
Kush keep me chokin, Trade for the roaches
[?] with a cars, sultan of the fortress
Sky dive, I glide over the surface
Fly by in the sky, quicker than Silver Surfer
Only land when lambs is being purchased
A Cayenne man, you tell from the Porsches
Swang is so ferocious, you can hear it in verses
Whip game torture, pimp game awesome
I ain't jumped from the porch, I kick-flipped of it
Ollied over coffins, manual through corpses
Tried to get abortion, turn rashes in the fortunes
Chalked up losses, sway from the vultures
Hooked up with bosses, that specialize at sources
Hit the mall up, don't give a fuck what it's costin
I'm good in any hood [?]
I'm in the east, blowin trees, gettin the stress above me

 

[fox69]

"The Blend"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"The Blend"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Sports coupe spoiler
Sipping on a bottled water
Dead serious like the fourth quarter
Niggas can't get the shit, it's on back order
Holla at the waiting list, I'm already sporting 'em
Bout to give away the shits, can't get bored of the money spending
High performance exhaust system
Straight bossing, more than often
Nigga I'm always getting it, straight Jet living
I got all my cars, all my weed, all my women
Valeting exotics at mafia style dinners
Ducking pictures as we toast to getting richer
It was all planned out for us to stand out
The have-nots have it all, without accepting handouts, dog
Twisting the top off the big jar
Higher than a...
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Niggas out they rabid ass mind
Thinking I ain't gon' try to get as much money as I can make this year
You must be on some hardcore drugs
I'm just flipping through magazines and rolling them Raws up
My red cup filled up with gin
That's my gang and they destined to win
In this thing and you better spend
Give good brain, you should let her in
Leave your cigars, joints already rolled, I got
Weed in the jar, told you that my life's the shit
And you're gon' love it
In the morn' look at a Polaroid of it
Wake up feeling way better than you ever did
With the nigga that you was with
And now you got the nigga all upset because of it
Would call my phone but he know that I don't play that
Send some real niggas where he stay at
Made it quite clear, take ya lips put 'em right here

 

[fox69]

"The Briefing"

"The Briefing"


Jets nigga now where haven't we...
Yeah
Went solo on that ass but it's still the same
Nigga's try'na jump ship to catch a ride on the plane
Nigga's don't got shit to do they're throwing dirt on my name
I ain't got nothing to do but tie by big shoe strings
Louis pouch for loose change, couple joints of mary jane
A few stars burst
You know who bought those cars first
You know who fuck them broads thirst
Them niggas flows be bad
You know who toss those bars worst
Spitta that nigga man star classman of the verse
Drug hip hop for my verse
Told her baby wake up now may I play you a few cuts
Jets baby you try'na see us then look up
By most I pulled two cuts
My tesla roadster do donuts
I don't ride that bitch too much I'm try'na keep the mileage low
I'm the difference between a yacht and a shrimp boat
Your the difference between a thrift store and trench coat
The difference between a dog screamin' and kindly coached
This ain't a mixtape but dream this is really so
It's nothing the game you lames are a crack in the door
We being stingy we ain't givin away swagga no more
So when we shop we make the owners close down the store
Yeah, and they look up to the jets
Nigga now where haven't we been yet