Curren$y

[fox69]

"Callin"

"Callin"


[Intro:]
La-La-la-la
Me and Rich in here at 2 o'clock in the morning
More Saturday Night Tunes
You ironing your motherfuckin' leather sweat pants for the club
[Verse 1:]
Outside like Tommy Buns
Four in the morning
I'm about to blow the horn
Hurry ya ass up homeboy - it's on
Can't get passed up
Are you cashed up enough to weather the storm?
That shit coming I know
That shit coming for sure
Some look it right in the eye
Some niggas run for the door
I'm prepaired so I'm a stay right here
Front porch OG rocking chair
Putting that fucking doja in the air
Those cannot compare
Your flow's not rare
Run of the mill
You can find that anywhere
But this shit right here
Get in your ears quickly
Fiending you out
You'll be customer of the year now
Bitches want to date
Cause her man always hate
Saying my name everyday
Now she wanna know how it taste
I'm in here rapping making up these tapes
Like I be wrapping up the weight
Razor blade scrape lines
Clean the whole plate
Ma' say your grace
[Hook]
Calling them hoes bitches
And smoking my weed up
Ten toes down I'm a stay g'd up
Calling them hoes bitches
And smoking my weed up
Throw the set
Whenever you see us
Calling them hoes bitches
And smoking my weed up
Ten toes down I'm a stay g'd up
Calling them hoes bitches
And smoking my weed up
[Verse 2:]
Miami Vice on mute
Weed lit, killer beats on loop
Repeat this until I step into the booth
Laying something new
And then I'm in that old school
When the session through
From the grower, directly to you
I got so many styles it be hard to choose
Rather to just lay 'em
Or just save 'em for later
Cause niggas be waiting
For a chance to steal your sound
And then pretend to be the originator
Fake it till they make it
Bogus jewelry - fool, you just gold plated
My Chevy heavy, so is my bracelet
Not complacent, rather impatient
Can't be waiting on that paper
I'm a have to chase it
Though it's mad evasive
Spin move, juke and shaking
Choosing to get in this hustle
Could make you or break you
Or just make you crazy
Or make you major
And take you places
It's all on how you play it
Just how any game is
[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"Came Up"

"Came Up"


[Verse:]
Ya... ya shawty came up
The goal is to become untouchable
Too high for land them others can't fuck with you
Keep a couple killers in the cut with you
Bad bitches rollin' up with you
Pour up a cup or two, whatever you do
Gotta enough for the whole crew, so bring em all through
Money is nothin' it's more of becomin continuous hustlin'
Baby girl tryna stuff it in the duffles and strugglin' its' funny
Rich folk issues, reach you niggas tissues
Cryin cause we shinin', homie you wishin' it was you
Instead of puttin it all into comin up, you rather be mad with us
Haa you bitch you
[Chorus:]
Shawty came up, OG smokin OG by the OZ rollin' up straight trophy
First place winner golden cup, championship for players like us
Shawty came up, OG smokin OG by the OZ nigga that's us

 

[fox69]

"Can't Get Out"
(feat. Young Roddy)

"Can't Get Out"
(feat. Young Roddy)



[Verse 1: Curren$y]
I'm starting with the man in the mirror
I never seen myself being a broke nigga
I'm never seen in the company of no ho niggas
One of the bosses that could send an order
But I get out of the car, do it on my own, nigga
Think when Frank White send the hit on Chinatown Larry
Jumped out of that black-on-black, rat-a-tated
The enemy's main bitch was the first one that he let have it
My brother always strapped, I don't like guns too much
But see, he love me to death so I guess that's why he bought me one
Them haters be watching you son
Don't trip, we be watchin' them
So they'll never get the drop
Top in the trunk, smelling like a skunk
Looking like one too, racing stripes
Looking like coke lines runnin' across my coupe
Way higher than you
Bitch on the phone tellin' you something that's not true
Jet Life always coming up
Looking like a million plus when I'm coming through

[Hook: Curren$y]
Yeah, yeah, life
I can't get in and I can't get out
I can't get out and I can't get in
La, la, la, la, la, la

[Verse 2: Young Roddy]
Life
And they never know my next move, I leave them clueless
They praying that I fall off, they must be foolish
But the shit I'm talking about, I really do this
Truly, I'm a mad buddha abuser, my nigga
And I ain't talkin' 'bout no U-Haul, but I keep it moving
On my mission to the top, let's fuck them losers
No more Young Roddy, Young Ro the Ruler
Peep how I maneuver through this manure
I'm talking two hoes in my two door
But usually I ride solo
And this time I'm going for the dust, though
In HD, I've seen niggas cut throat
And if you don't know, and if you must know
I drop my jewels like a klutz, though
But I'm still fly like I'm nuts, though
And the fast money still give me a rush, my nigga
And I still got the will to go and get it
In the streets, I'm a gorilla
Hustle hard from dawn to dusk, my nigga

 

[fox69]

"Canal Street Boys"

"Canal Street Boys"


(I won't stand for this)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
300 grand on it
Pull up to the show, hop out the stand on it

300 grand on it
Pull up to the show, hop out the stand on it
Did my dance on it
Don't try to copy me, fuck up your advance homie
You're not the same, your hustle must expand homie
If I like where I land then I cop land
Nice crib with a pool and I party plan
Your bitches comin' where it's money
They ain't have to have it, they just wanna touch it
Had three of my Rollies on when we was fuckin'
Cause I ain't trust [?] to come up, move for these suckers
I'm way above 'em
Stand high, my name buzzin'
That's from that stuntin'
They taught me not to be a factor
But now they love 'em
Heard 'em dabbin' and then some actin', that's more money
Every angle of the game I attack, it's all covered
Came through in that sun-meringue coupe
It was island water blue
If you broke, you never knew, you never in the loop
I'm ballin' out, too small to be playin' hoops
I'm still slam dunkin' Chevrolets on stainless shoes
Double S Impala yeah bitch I'm seeing twos
Double S Impala yeah bitch I'm seeing twos
My diamonds reflecting different hues
I tell my girl to run upstairs and switch her jewels
Put your evening wear on we making night moves
She watch me sign a big deal in her Giuseppe heels
Shit straight, I always knew this was how I would feel
I ain't always had that paper but I been real

Keep it in, Chevy on switch a nigga
We smokin' weed in it, laughin' in the picture
Keep it in, Chevy on switch a nigga
We smokin' weed in it, laughin' in the picture
Laughin' in our picture, niggas really get hit
Wouldn't talk about if niggas wasn't listenin'
If you need to see it you can come and visit
Yeah niggas different
Keep it in, Chevy on switch a nigga
We smokin' weed in it, laughin' in the picture
Keep it in, Chevy on switch a nigga
We smokin' weed in it, laughin' in the picture

 

[fox69]

"Candles"

"Candles"


Dancing [?] in the light
I ask why
Dancing [?] in the light
I ask why
Dancing [?] in the light, yeah, yeah
I ask why
Candles lit in the castle the night before the battle, yeah, uh
Candles lit in the castle the night before the battle
Chasing bags, fightin' shadows that been grabbin' at us
Angles on the hood avoidin' potholes in the hood
The first one that rolled in a Wraith through my hood
Show the homies that they could if they want it
Watch that paper, watch for hurdles, don't look back for your opponent
Motherfuckers'll be creepin' on ya at the exact moment
Overtakin', you left your number one spot vacant
Dancing [?] in the light, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ask why
Smokin' by the pound with my young G
Say he puttin' away cheese 'til his pop's free
My suspicious neighbors always watchin' me
Wonder how I acquired my house keys
Of course they assume the drugs but I got the cult following
I'm just that loved, diamond and gold rosary beads around the necks of cold killers
If you cross one of them niggas may God be with you, yeah
Dancing [?] in the light, yeah, yeah
I ask why
Dancing [?] in the light
I ask why
Dancing [?] in the light
I ask why

 

[fox69]

"Capitol"
(feat. 2 Chainz)

"Capitol"
(feat. 2 Chainz)



[Verse 1: Curren$y]
This Jet Life, don't scrub, you blot that
Flow rugs in the Porsche, I'm out front and got my top back
Label me a author, forefounder of lifestyle rap
Watching these niggas borrow game
Not acknowledging where they got that
Though I fall back, let them run with that, consider those my rebel kids
Clashing with they father figure
When they know they wanna be just like him
Where might I have been without my pen
To scribble about what I done wit 'em
Girls that I took home last night, Chevys I sat on top them rims
I'm good in front of that camera lens, weed smoke when my video spins
At her house, rolling up in her boy shorts, my mafia bitch
Plotting up, I'm counting up, going for it cause I go and get it
So you liable to see her with me, my pockets fat, my tires skinny
Loud pack, got a louder engine, 80 large, all Benjamins
Vacationing, 2 nights spending, I ain't tripping
Fool I know how to get that back, homie my triple O showed me that
Same thing showed my how to roll them Zags
[Hook: Curren$y x2]
And my reputation precedes me, they already know
I keep it capital G apostrophe D
Going hard, making it look easy
Cause when I do what it do, I do it like I'm doing it for TV
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
You know I do it like I'm doing it for do
Watch the shoes, ostrich, you know what time it is like 2 watches
My reputation, detonation on destination
I separated, elevated: get salutation
I'm seldom seen in forest green foreign machine
Dirty south but the engine clean and that pussy clean
Criminal thing, a criminal mind
I got a pocket full of dead presidents, I'mma bring them alive
Riding shotgun with that K on the side
Bitches that I'm done with, let them lay on the side
Clock on your mind, I'm ahead of your time
Hublot transform like Optimus Prime
Diamonds on, diamonds off, shawty ass kinda soft
Tattoos, lip gloss, pockets on Rick Ross
I'm fantasizing a tantalizing experience
Bitches like photography, I just take a pick
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: Curren$y]
I'm up in this, 442 on them Budnik rims
Somewhat a pimp
All them gangsta bitches fuck with him
Bring ducketts in
When records wasn't really bumping, they was in love with him
To see him balling is like drugs to them
Mama calling for that Jet to put a reservation in
Ain't concerned where she going 'long as she stay with him
They be seeking that foundation, stable niggas with paper
I'm all that, but I'm stingy, you ain't write n'an one of these raps
And love, I'm so serious, you might get high from hearin' it
Get stupid fly at any event, spray some Ozium in that vent
Bring them hoes and tell them shake that shit, send my jail niggas flicks
We live it, she love it, in the kitchen, in the oven mitt
It's Jet Life over e'ry bitch
And e'ry bitch ass nigga breaking they back, tryna take care of them
We get high, we laugh at them
I swear ain't no comparin' them to no nigga in my area
This Jet Life, no play time, we cut them hoes, you carry them
[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"Car Service"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"Car Service"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



[Wiz Khalifa:]
Clear the run way baby
I get money from sunday to sunday lady
Oh behave I'm young, rich, famous
Tryin to keep my pockets on schwarzenegger
O.G in my swisher so my blunt taste flavor
Don't it
Ya'll niggas can get it if you want it
Tryna catch a flight I'm in the back seat playing Xbox
Car service just chillen
Burners in the wall
Money all through the ceiling
Hit Spitta on the phone
Tell my dawg that we killin, these fuckin blogs
They love a star and I'm flashin'
Life just like a movie, no casting
Asked if the game kinda slow
But I'm a treat it like a ashton
Pedal to the medal I'm mashin
All we know is big money, medical weed, and fashion
So try your best to imagine,
Bro
[Chorus:]
I'm rollin' up another one
Starring out this
Window, window, window, windoww
They tellin' me to change how I'm livin'
But it's all I knoww
Seen it in every city on my
Way out to another one, nother one, nother one, nother onee
You find me anywhere that paper go (go)
Ohhh (ohhhh) ohh
[Curren$y:]
Bone ribs, double s's, with the flow shifts
Windows 20/20 clear, beat these 20's on the rear
Order da car service
If I feel as though I don't want to steer [?]
Bitches freeze in the xenon head lights, like a deer
But not out of fear, she lookin'
Cause there's money over here
Shine from above these land lovers, I'm a chandelier
My girl gotta pocket bubbler in her purse
She keep it G and pack the bowl
With weed and let me hit it first
Ain't tryna be a hogg dawgy
All I want is what I'm worth
80 days, 80 stages baby all around the earth
Amazing race for the paper you suckers eatin' dirt
Chew some orbit gum, brush your teeth,
And scrape your tongue
Fresh as they come, second to none
Pretty woman flirt battin eyelashes they need guidance
Lace them up like my new balance
And keep flyin'
The closest that you lames ever came
To the planes was a palm pilot
[Chorus:]
I'm rollin' up another one
Starring out this
Window, window, window, windoww
They tellin' me to change how I'm livin'
But it's all I knoww
Seen it in every city on my
Way out to another one, nother one, nother one, nother onee
You find me anywhere that paper go (go)
Ohhh (ohhhh) ohh

 

[fox69]

"Car Talk"

"Car Talk"


And I'm a Nike Head My car entice the Feds
My bitches Porno-Bred you countin corny bread
I slice a G-loaf can cop a speedboat
Can't sing but they know Spitta holding C-notes
Critics say that he flow only bout weed
They don't know about me They just judging from my Tweet Quotes
Since they don't understand him they figure that it ain't dope
Fuck 'em tho. I'm with my niggas and my bitches
Everywhere we going my older he homie flicking pictures
He tripping cause he just came home locked up all that time
Ain't know that I became a Don
The same way Ace Boogie put Money Mitch back on
Welcomed him with open arms JetLife niggas wishin they was in the fold
They ain't they in the fuckin cold
I'm in the paint dunking on niggas
Expanding my crib my garage getting bigger
Call Rozay tell him "sell a donk to a nigga"
Or point me to expert builder
I want purple ghost flames on the hood and the fenders
Have it covered, trailered, delivered to the cirle of winners
I'm a be in there chillin where I parked my other race cars
Clearing out a space for my newest edition
It's Spitta The master of the Car Talk
No engine
My shit powered by the all-spark
Straight sickening

 

[fox69]

"Cargo Planes"

"Cargo Planes"


Never half ass, only get the dopest from me
Rollin with the homie Ski
My dog Fatts
LBC

Even if the pot was to drop and break
Fiends'll still pay top dollar
For the shake flakes, they could scrape
Eating off these fine rhymes, like china plates
Instrumentals in my Bentley on the interstate
Millionares relate, cause I talk money
My niggas on the grind say I talk foreign
Using this art as a talk forum
To spark notions, to start motion
Hope for the hopeless
Ain't know it when I wrote it
But my lines saved a man life
When I met him he told me
In a meet and greet line with a jernt
Him and his girl rolled for me
Thats why I keep going G, Totally
Never half ass, only get the dopest from me
Rolling with the homie Ski
Smoking that spoken warrior tree
Green leaves, frosty with THC
Produce mo', Studio Judo
Sell out shows to cop mo' Chevy 2 Do's
Build another house just for me to park those
This is Curren$y in muthafuckin' boss mode
Currently running that Pilot Talk code
Now raise your glasses if you want mo'
We in the house like your closet though
Im in yo bitch like a spinal chord
All up her back nigga, you don't like that
But she love it, thats why she does it
Never displaying affection when we out in public
Cause muthafuckas looking, and shit'll look ugly
So walk right past me homegirl, and do not say nuttin'
Secret locations we meet at, and then we cuttin'
Money discussions, when my bottom
Imma' pack twin Louis Vuitton duffle's
We coming up, with another plan to get it
Make sure the truck big enough to load all the cash in it
Ferrari's 40-Yard Dashing
Vanishing, behind gated mansion's
Smoking to the fact we always know that we would have it
It's turning out greater than we even had imagined
Bored with some luxuries, I never thought I'd haven't
Im just happy that when I see my momma she laughing
Stashing more weight, just incase she asks me
But she'll never need it cause she'll already have it
All of this coming from rapping bout
Last night action
Last night madness
These other rappers is not even challenging
Or raising the bar
They sneaking under it
Or trying to crawl past it
We trying make classics here
Throw that other shit in the trash its weird

My dog Fatts
LBC

 

[fox69]

"Cars"

"Cars"


[Intro:]
Another saturday, sun goin down
Still bright enough for you to wipe your car off though
Find the car keys

[Verse 1:]
On the low like a ground effects kit
20/20 for chronic in this bitch
Took my drivers seat out, put a throne in my shit
We street kings, concrete castles, penthouses is lavish
It was established I could have it when I met her, but
I ain't even gon' fuck
Just gon' bend a corners on a couple my homies
See what the gas man got for me
Light one at the light, as I got on the highway
Passenger occupied by pretty eyes half open
Cause she been smokin'
That girl so high, that girl on fire for a rider
Now she right on side one

[Chorus:]
Cars with the boomin' system [x8]

[Verse 2:]
S10 blazers, dancing bears
I used to draw em on my looseleaf papers
Now the proof is on the pavement
We made it we major
We turned people who used to be cool with us into haters
So? can't be scared to grow, they want you afraid to shine
Cause they too pussy to try
I'm paid cause, I said do when you said die
I laid down log, paid dues, bend rules, never lie
Tony made what he could on the side
Never turned on you frank
Just tried to add a couple zeros to the bank
But you know how that went
Ambition to get tigers at the crib and all types of crazy shit

[Chorus]