Curren$y

[fox69]

"Boulders"

"Boulders"


Drove bout five four cars in the same night, keep switching up
Show my other niggas they can get it too, no giving up
Safe house a couple hundred thousand now, keep picking up
Gasoline can't get no louder that kicking your ear drums
Got some slappers from 808 Mafia, you should go get you some
Depend on how your budget run, how fast your money come
Life in New Orleans, my nigga I gotta stunt
We tryna run up on some type of shit that my niggas be waiting on
Organization taking for 'em
Bitches be bringing the paper for 'em
Rolling their weed and paper for 'em
Journal entries I read aloud
Them record labels keep paying for 'em
Thirty minutes got a plane to board
To the airport in a racing car
Charge it to the nigga playing card
Momma praying for me, oh lord
[Hook:]
I could move a boulder through a Boost Mobile
You could get it if you do it how I showed you
In presence of pressure, keep your composure
Stand tall soldier, you'll ball before it's all over
(Fuck waiting baby, get your paper
Fuck bitches, won't stack your riches
If they don't see you, make em hear about you
And when you see em, make those fuckers feel you)
This information can start a war
What's in the paper can start a car
They caught the vapors from chasing stars
Drop top park chevy's off, all sorts
Dug em like they fucking golf carts
Burn they mouth on the basketball court
What it's all for, what it's all for
For my fam, nigga, cause I'm all heart
On the top floor of the Waldorf
Nigga dumb fresh but I'm too smart
To slip up with niggas and get caught
What you looking at is a real boss
Got a line of niggas that'll kill for him
But it's all good cause I'm too high
Tryna come up with another five million
Build me a building me so we can hide in it
To the ceiling, money piling in it
No miles on it, windows now tinted
Hot Spitta in a 560 Benz, high vintage shit, fly isn’t it
I could show you how I done it, start a company and run it
Hustle that you put in to, you can pull more than double from it
[Hook:]
I could move a boulder through a Boost Mobile
You could get it if you do it how I showed you
In presence of pressure, keep your composure
Stand tall soldier, you'll ball before it's all over
(Fuck waiting baby, get your paper
Fuck bitches, won't stack your riches
If they don't see you, make em hear about you
And when you see em, make those fuckers feel you)
I could move a boulder through a Boost Mobile
You could get it if you do it how I showed you
In presence of pressure, keep your composure
Stand tall soldier, you'll ball before it's all over

 

[fox69]

"Bout It"

"Bout It"


[Verse 1:]
I represent them jet planes, Young Roddy
Trademark, and Wiz do the same thang
Fly over the city where the hammers bang
Miracle to make it to this age in the physical
And not have fallen victim to violent crime
Living in these wildest times
Your assailant could be a partner of mine
Octogon signs can't stop a nigga when his mind on them digits
Did you figure I could take the day off how?
When tomorrow I'd be better than I am right now
Change clothes, change hoes, change in my ashtray
Pay the toll with a hundred I got the next 99 motherfuckas who coming
If I say that I done it, or doin it presently it's either that or I'm frontin
And that latter act is for suckers
Grape weed in the jar call it smuckers
Put it in the grinder while your up shut the blinds for me momma if you bout it
[Hook:]
Is you bout it? well say you bout it bout it
I roll one you match one if you bout it bout it
Trees in the blender got some kief at the bottom
Would of told you but I got high and I forgot about it
Jets nigga, bout it bout it, roll and match one if you bout it bout it
Smoke one for C-Murder you are not forgotten
You lookin for spitta you find me where it's cloudy, cloudy
[Verse 2:]
Yeah nigga I'm rollin thru, orange coup, candy suit, chrome shoes
Attention given to spitta your bitch is ignoring you
You a simp homie she ain't like the way you think
She like "poor me some of that" she can't pronounce what I drink
Aspiring models, showing groupie love to them niggas with 20 bottles in the corners of them clubs
And on the real I been so old G, before my time when I was 17
My main girl was 25
Ain't seen nothin like it in your life
Hot spitta space jam, 11 flow, sole on ice nigga
[Hook:]
Is you bout it? well say you bout it bout it
I roll one you match one if you bout it bout it
Trees in the blender got some kief at the bottom
Would of told you but I got high I forgot about it
Jets nigga, bout it bout it, roll and match one if you bout it bout it
Smoke one for C-Murder you are not forgotten
You lookin for spitta you find me where it's cloudy, cloudy

 

[fox69]

"Bout It 2011"

"Bout It 2011"


I represent them jet planes, Young Roddy,
Trademark, and Wiz do the same thang.
Fly over the city where the hammers bang
Miracle to make it to this age in the physical
And not have fallen victim to violent crime
Living in these wildest times
Your assailant could be a partner of mine
Octogon signs can't stop a nigga when his mind on them digits,
did you figure I could take the day off how?
With tomorrow I'd be better than I am right now
Change clothes, change hoes, change in my ashtray
Pay the toll with a hundred I got the next 99 motherfuckas who coming
If I say that I done it, or doin it presently it's either that or I'm frontin
In Antlanta actings for suckers
Grape weed in the jar call it smuckers
Put it in the grinder while your up shut the blinds for me momma if you bout it
Is you bout it? well say you bout it bout it
I roll one you match one if you bout it bout it
Trees in the blender got some kief at the bottom
Would of told you but I got high and I forgot about it
Jets nigga, bout it bout it, roll and match one if you bout it bout it
Smoke one for C-Murder you are not forgotten
You lookin for spitta you find me where it's cloudy, cloudy
Yeah nigga I'm rollin thru, orange coup, candy suit, chrome shoes
Attention given to spitta your bitch is ignoring you
You a simp homie she ain't like the way you think
She like "poor me some of that" she can't pronounce what I drink
Aspiring models, showing groupie love to them niggas with 20 bottles in the corners of them clubs
And on the real I been so old g, before my time when I was 17
My main girl was 25
Ain't seen nothin like it in your life
Hot spitta space jammin livin flow so on ice, nigga
Is you bout it? well say you bout it bout it
I roll one you match one if you bout it bout it
Trees in the blender got some kief at the bottom
Would of told you but I got high I forgot about it
Jets nigga, bout it bout it, roll and match one if you bout it bout it

 

[fox69]

"Break Em Off"

"Break Em Off"


Hustlers, ballers, gangstas, catepillars
All of them real niggas fuck with Spitta
Every weekend bring them cars out in my city
A bad bitch in my Bentley with her tities sitting pretty
Ain't no mystery
We finna' get lit up like a Christmas tree
Evergreen plotting with my team on the dark screen
Never seen a nigga this G until you met me
Lil Snupe RIP I still can't let it be
Letting off steam spitting keys for the triple beam
That's what I call a mic we selling dope all night
What I [?] high street price like a brick of soft white
Bottles on nice put the models on flights
Maserati we be riding dirty in the future sprite
Maneuvers for that money out there in the moonlight
Paper coming sooner than we can make room for it
Stash house plus still gotta add rooms to it
Nigga
La da da da da
Don't make me break you off something
Won't nobody say they saw nothing
Ride by like a drive by 300 thousand dollar cars coming
La da da da da

 

[fox69]

"Breakfast"

"Breakfast"


So cold with it protentcy of the beat is consistant
with the fact that most did it prolific not shakin
or stirred in da presence of those niggas herbs
they only after ya bread them fuckin birds
you think they like your haircut fair enough
live your life patna guess I can keep these two cents in my pocket
and back to these underground rap dollas refused the majors
and stayed real I kept my promise rolled bamboos in the bahamas
mama it's either that or them strawberry colidas X-box web browser
download or updated NBA roster play?
two game season condo full of snacks spitta not leavin off
brand muthafuckas odd numba you are not even on my level
write that sickness my ink pen sneezin yancy thigpin
can't catch me sleepin you ear hustlin muthafucka
and I'm eatin creepin with my side
bitch hope I don't ge caught cheatin New Orleans
dis morning new york in this evening squintin
they eyes and shit they can't see him fly in the house
buzzin them bugs can't be him elegible letters in my leger
they can't read him smilin money pilein I'm cheesin odometer
broken I ain't know that I was speedin fast livin slow gin for these bitches
I got that game from my Pittsburg niggas ? V Diablo 96 ? Daniel son crane kick

 

[fox69]

"Brett Favre"

"Brett Favre"


Yea... Yea... On Everything
It's just I know that bitch so cool...
These are fast times at Ridgemont Fly
These are fast times at Ridgemont Fly
These are fast times at Ridgemont Fly
In n Out
Rise and shine
Penthouse suite surrounded by dimes
All of em asleep, recoverin
From a wild night with my brother n them
Car blocked in, fuck it take my brother's benz
Thinkin bout scoopin up Chick-fil-A
'Till I remember they closed on Sunday
Ride up a one way
Same block where niggas hand off rocks like coach called the wrong play
Even Brett Favre rockin' with the Jets
Spitta in the mix like chex
Chex Mix in the bowl in the green room of the Conan O'Brien show
They say I'm up next
Ask Marc Ecko if my flow complex
Bitches I mold them like Play-Doh
Travel the globe like a crook ducking Carmen Sandiego
Crooks & Castles watch and frames, my crew neck by Play Cloths
See lames I push up on they hoes
Like "Mama what u doin with them amateurs?
You should be messing with a player of my caliber."
The difference between Rosé and Franzia
Month after month I always come back for ya
Look me in the eyes know what's looking back at ya...
Your opportunity to be a passenger
On a jet that's destined to land up top
You can roll, if not eat dirt while we laugh at ya
In n Out
Jets Nigga

 

[fox69]

"Briefcase"

"Briefcase"


Yeah
Yeah
On a mission and I'm fishin' for my niggas
Fuck around found Pilot Talk III

Million cash in the safe, help me sleep safe
Handcuff my favourite bitch to the briefcase
Baby text me, let me know you made it in safe
Condo, capital city of each state
Enough here for all of us to have a slice of cake
Make sure every body ate, the whole family straight
Try to keep a tidy place and have it free of snakes
Cause you know they slither in here some kinda way
Some disguised as friends, masks on they face
Fake smiles, devilish grins, looks of hate
Steer clear of them cause them niggas they'll take ya
For a long ride, they find ya tied up off the interstate
Stays high, but I'm higher
Keys open doors to my lowrider
Somewhere inside I'm sure I got a lighter
Take flight after we find it
Racecar driver slash airplane pilot
Dress better than yo stylist nigga I'm not even tryin'
You wastin' time lookin' at shit you ain't even buyin'
I'm on the lot and you barley online browsin'
Tryna tell me what to do with my shit
Organized crime, in my mind game applied
Dream realized, things visualized, materialized
Words to my rhymes, I'm swervin' in my '65
13 inch gold spokes white wall tires
Young and you 'round grown folks
Keep some open eyes, and ears
You might learn something up here
No fear, just blood sweat and gears
Shifting the number one position, top tier
For the right amount of dollars my nigga, I'll appear
The whole crowd high off the dope for they ears
Catalogue thats enough dope for the years
I'm on for hella seasons like cheers nigga yeah
Million cash in the safe, help me sleep safe
Handcuff my favourite bitch to the briefcase
Baby text me, let me know you made it in safe
Condo, capital city of each state
Enough here for all of us to have a slice of cake
Make sure every body ate, the whole family straight
Try to keep a tidy place and have it free of snakes
Cause you know they slither in here some kinda way

On a mission and I'm fishin' for my niggas
Fuck around found Pilot Talk
Yeah, yeah
Seen niggas blow up and blow it, you know it
One of the last stoned poets

 

[fox69]

"Bring Her Home"

"Bring Her Home"


Me & my girl both highed up
In the stip club at the bar lining shots up
When this one bitch walk past us
Me & her eyes touched, hers & mine
In such a way I knew she was down to fuck
Yeah my girl caught me looking but she didn't spazz
In fact she even complimented on this bitch's ass
Uh, that got me thinkin like yeah
I wonder if she gonna be mad if I ask her
If I could bring this one bitch to the pad with us
Mentally envision all the fun we could have with her
Shawty licking me girl while I am smashing her in back of her
Mustered up the courage if I could actually
To get these lovely ladies wrestling in bed with me,
While my girl was looking at my face the whole time
And what she spoke it seemed as though she could read my mind
She sipped her wine & smiled, & asked if I was down for something wild
Mama I know you thinking exactly what I'm thinking
You wanna see what she look like
Bucknaked moaning & screaming
We ain't gone tell nobody
This gone be our lil secret
Me & my girl gone bring a girl home we gone have a threesome
Mama I know you thinking exactly what I'm thinking
You wanna see what she look like
Bucknaked moaning & screaming
We ain't gone tell nobody
This gone be our lil secret
Me & my girl gone bring a girl home we gone have a threesome
Yeah needless to say I accepted the challenge
Now it's me, my girl & this new bitch 3 deep in my rally spoke
Bout to swerve to the store for Trojans
Cause I rather spend 450 on Jordans instead of abortions
Made it to the crib
Pull up, Hop out
My Bitch grabbed our new bitch on the ass
Hot damn, watch out
Before I walked in cut the alarm off they was on the couch
I rolled up a joint, & said got damn ya'll gone leave me out
We proceeded to get weeded & freaky all simultaneous
My girl laughing at the faces this new bitch make while taking it
Everybody happy way past satisfactory
I didn't see this coming, we was having a nice little Saturday
Never know what your girl is thinking on the low
To think when she asked me to come to the strip club I almost said no
Mama I know you thinking exactly what I'm thinking
You wanna see what she look like
Bucknaked moaning & screaming
We ain't gone tell nobody
This gone be our lil secret
Me & my girl gone bring a girl home we gone have a threesome
Mama I know you thinking exactly what I'm thinking
You wanna see what she look like
Bucknaked moaning & screaming
We ain't gone tell nobody
This gone be our lil secret
Me & my girl gone bring a girl home we gone have a threesome

 

[fox69]

"Burn An Ounce"

"Burn An Ounce"


[Hook:]
And we gonn' burn an ounce to this
Gs up hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
I ain't trippin', I got a pound of this
I get it to spend it, I don't got time to count this shit
Yeah
And we gonn' burn an ounce to this
Gs up hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
I ain't trippin', I got a pound of this
I get it to spend it, I don't got time to count this shit
Yeah

[Verse 1:]
Theme music quite fittin' cause my life is a movie
Bring ya bitch up to my roof, a barbecue and a jacuzzi
This is it
Standin' on the couch as every nigga and bitch that's around me glasses lift
They said we wouldn't do it but we did
Point proven
Muscle car collection, couple old ones couple new ones
Girls in all directions, couple fake ones couple true ones
Get confused in choosin' who from who so I misuse 'em
Run through like socks; one night then I'm out
I'll get another pair while I'm out
She doesn't listen for my horn, she wait to hear me flyin' over her house
Gulf-streams, Levi jeans, and Lamborghini dreams
Nothin' wedgin' in-between
Spitta rep for his team
JETS over everything
I'm a smoke a joint for Amalgam Digital
I already had the plane they fitted with the missiles though
Yeah

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Belvedere vodka, lemonade, swimmin' in the same glass
Spitta keep it movin' like a NYC Easy-Pass
Though I blow it fast it's not easy cash
I work for it
Blood sweat tears, weed ashes in my shirt for it
And if I would of known then what I know
Years ago I would have been sittin' on nine-hundred and ninety-nine thou'
I grew fond of the dollar and its powers when I was a child
Hot Wheels, Match Box, cars, pretendin' to drive
Now I own the same whips in actual size
The essence of a dream when it is realised
I prophesized on my last tape, ya'll all lamed out
Didn't appreciate til eight more of them came out
Now I'm off the chain now
Turned the game out
When it's club night we bring the paper planes out
Call this here the gang out
I'm on the list pick my name out

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Cabana"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"Cabana"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Up early, smokin' and plottin'
Looking at these lames being thankful I'm not them
This year couple million out the game
And you're wondering how I got them
I got it from going hard, I always stay on my job
Wanna get high you should come to my spot then
And smoke with some heavyweight niggas
Jets, Taylor Gang nigga losing's not a option
Now I'm always on the road
And everywhere I go people asking what I'm rocking
I tell em this is next year's fresh and this year's best
And some shit you niggas not in, so quit copyin'
[Interlude: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah man
You niggas got it confused, trying to do what we do
That's not the point
The point is for you to do you
It's a beautiful thing
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
I'm in the regal, you in a rut
Stuck, can't come up
Old, jealous niggas hatin' on us
Bitches is wishin' you'd shut the fuck up
I'm in the position, set my niggas up tough
What the fuck, just jump
Continents I promise it
I could go from bucks to billions in a minute
Made a split second decision
Executed with precision
I feel attention when I walk in the room
Old cuddly ass niggas go to hidin' they woman
Thinkin' I'm a walk up to 'em, but I don't do it
Baby girl know the big shit from the manure
I could help you shine like a jeweler
Candy paint make an old whip newer