Wiz Khalifa

[fox69]

"Material"

"Material"


[Chorus]
Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it
Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success and I can't stand her up no they don't understand us cuz, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh

Wait they dying to get the diamonds off my plate, the more I give the more they tryin to take, like I be serving you this evening got the nerve to wonder how I eat cuz while you sleep-in ima wake, aw man what is yull saying, money long yull's in like an on ramp, young boss man I be with a lot of goons, that know how to aim but dat chopper stay on auto-tune, I paint a perfect picture for it, so you gon need your high definition cord, they say I made it cause there ain't a thing I cant afford and car service get me to my plane before it begins to board, aye they think they hell im on a highway, cause I treat everyday like it's a Friday, my situation straight you looking sideways, on my grizzly cause my crime pays

[Chorus]
Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it
Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success and I can't stand her up no they don't understand us cuz, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh

Three cell phones no home number, the shit that I be will take you out your zone comfort, quiet when im home but mention me when im gone, schedule getting full I had to I had to sync it with my iphone, and I cant get out of plane mode, cause every time I turn around I wake up in a different time zone (different time zone), not concerned with all the fame but want the world to know my name when im gone, so just give me the light, quiet on the set show me where the cameras at (where the cameras at), im telling you im ready (telling you im ready), no im telling you im ready (im telling you im readyy)

[Chorus]
Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it
Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success and I can't stand her up no they don't understand us cuz, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh, they say we too material (material) but money make the world go (round and round [x3]) yeahh

 

[fox69]

"Medicated"
(feat. Chevy Woods & Juicy J)

"Medicated"
(feat. Chevy Woods & Juicy J)



[Intro]
You be anything you want
Uhh
Just keep going, going, gone, gone, gone
Uhh
It don't stop here nigga
Yeah
Uhh

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Back when I was young I had dreams of getting richer
Then my homie Breeze set me down schooled me to the picture
I was with some wild niggas put me on the game
Told me if you tryin' to make your move you gotta know your lane homie
All you got your name and your words will never break
For this life you pay a price you get a chance you gotta take it
Cause most niggas never make it they stranded where I'm from
Ain't no conversation all they understand is get a gun
I was riding in my Bona Ville hoping I could make it
Out selling peas and smoking weed avoiding police right up the street
Way back in the day before I had all of this paper
Before I had all of these diamonds, before I had all of these haters

[Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]
Now I remember when, I seen it and to me it was stuntin'
I remember when, I bought it I ain't need it or nothing
Always in a different state so now they label me a goner
I ain't come up out of nowhere I'm from straight up off the corner
Now everywhere we go, they probably know my name cause I been there
Now everywhere we go, they said how much I spend when I'm in there
And I'm throwing up my money for the ones who never made it
Sayin' fuck the ones who hate it roll one up and celebrate

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Now let's get medicated
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
I'm hella faded

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Roll that weed up and smoke it
Take your bitch home and poke it
Juicy be gettin' so faded
Thank God I got a chauffeur
Only good cali bud
Pulling hoes bad as fuck
Just like a youngin' my nigga
Juicy do all them drugs
Niggas smoking that beverage weed
I be on that light green
Pop molly in the after hours
A member of the no sleep team
Get a whole pound smoke it by myself
Or maybe at the Olympics with my homie Michael Phelps

[Verse 3: Chevy Woods]
You know I'm fresh up out that corner, twisting marijuana
They copy us, they clone us
Yeah we so fly we on us
Got em acting like they been before
But they ain't never been at all
8 balls I was in no hole
Ain't have time to fuck with y'all
Champagne when we celebrate
Keen sense so I smell the hate
Middle finger we getting paid
It cost much but don't press that eight
That dotted line it ain't like that day
Comic book let me Illustrate.
Like power bang when they lift that cane
My cousin died wish I can get that day
Back like it's a vertebrae
Bring that nigga on front street
Talk about and never be about it
They don't wanna beef cause that's lunch meat
So anything you need you know that's on me
And that's OG, I swear homie

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Now let's get medicated
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
I'm hella faded

[Verse 4: Wiz Khalifa]
Riding down the street the way I'm grinding is unique
My city holding on to me so niggas holdin' on to heat
Throwing up their side rolling up that leaf
All I won do is get high all we want is peace
Always on the grind that's every day so police looking
I'm just rapping killing beats and tryin' to stay away from booking
Yeah my niggas dirty crokin' I just had to make it known
And they hit the studio to show they happy to be home

[Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]
Now I remember when, I seen it and to me it was stuntin'
I remember when, I bought it I ain't need it or nothing
Always in a different state so now they label me a goner
I ain't come up out of nowhere I'm from straight up off the corner
Now everywhere we go, they probably know my name cause I been there
Now everywhere we go, they said how much I spend when I'm in there
And I'm throwing up my money for the ones who never made it
Sayin fuck the ones who hate it roll one up and celebrate

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Now let's get medicated
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
I'm hella faded

 

[fox69]

"Medication"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"Medication"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



[Intro:]
Must be nice
Ride fancy cars
And spend money how you wanna spend it you know

[Hook - Juicy J:]
Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration
Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation
Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]
I smoke everyday that's that dedication
Never sober always high that's that levitation
This shit get me where I'm going that's that transportation
Niggas try to hold me back that's that desperation
This shit go straight to my head that's that education
Niggas asking all those questions that's investigation
Wanna know my next move that's that anticipation
Had to catch that bitch off that's that cancelation
I was smoking the day I got off probation
I stay rolling up extendos bruh that's duplication
Got so much money in my pocket I'm a cash station
Got so much loud in my blunt that's a gas station

[Hook - Juicy J:]
Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration
Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation
Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]
Drinking on treys and smoking that weed but don't blaze it
Roll up a joint and just face it
I just be going trough phases
Hit your bitch all from the back while I'm pulling her braids
Nigga we famous when I walk in the club
Niggas throw the gang up
Get to this paper get her to the crib
Have relations never call her again
I just be balling my friend made my own way
Through the game cause I'm smarter than them
And I go harder than them
I knew I was great when I ain't have a dollar to spend
There go that pothead again
Can't go to the club with you less my whole squad getting in
Tattoos all over my body don't fuck with security
Know all my real niggas got me
We in the lobby, smoking that weed like I'm Marley
TM this beat is a problem, crazy to think you could stop us, and homie
We ain't got no patients cause we ain't no doctors
Used to have weed in my locker, now every bitch you see on my team is a model
Drinking it straight out the bottle, going so hard I don't think I'll wake up tomorrow

[Hook - Juicy J:]
Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration
Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation
Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication
I ain't got no patience with my medication

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]
I'm bout to smoke me some gas
I'm bout to roll me a zip
I'm bout to pour me some drank
Nothing less than 2 5th's
I'm bout to smack some ass, shawty gone get her a tip
I'm bout to go in my stash, I'm bout to make me some flips
Yup, roll me up some inspiration
Pour me up some motivation
Roll me up some inspiration
Pour me up some motivation
Cup full of syrup, no pancakes
Welcome to my dab game, first 48
How high can you get, I'm in outer space
All I smoke is moon rocks, and equator cake
White girl thick like mayonnaise, trippy sticking with her ass out
Dab until I pass out, gas mask dabs, Fire it up propane
Top shelf reserve, I don't smoke no name
Who got the loud pack? Who got the plug on the strong?
Smoking them cookies, I need amber glass to get on
Who smoke blunts? who smoking them papers?
Light them bitches, fuck yo neighbors!

 

[fox69]

"Meet New People"

"Meet New People"


Yeeahh
Hahahah It's Young Khalifa man
Taylor Gang
Yehh... Proud to say every body smokin joints right now
It's a Blunt free environment
Yeah, I'm in Canada too, fuckin great everything's great

Uhh, Wiz ell man the fans, the critics know me
Feet sunk in the sand blowing an O Z
Yeaahh leave your bitch with a real nigga
Round her, I met her it's going down like a slow leak
The more cake the more hate's that's on me
I just fuck more bitches and roll more weed
And umm I'm the man to these hoe's,
Promoters paying me grands for my shows Mosley Rose
Fast cars and buying out the bars
Champaign, planes and rock stars
Shawty says she's' half-baked n ready to skate to outer space so I take her to Mars.
We can party I'm a put some Jordan shorts on
Roll joints and play some old school songs.
Amazed on how it's so easily roll hate niggas wanna police their hoes.

We came to party, We grown
Smoke all this weed and get blown
And meet new people she wanna be free so leave those hand cuff's at home.
And if she's decide if she's leaving with me
Then let your bitch choose
No need to hate the player just hate the game
You know the rules fool.

 

[fox69]

"Mezmorized"

"Mezmorized"


[Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, it's Young Khalifa man. Paper Plane Gang, 501 young.
'Ay shout out to my brother Spitta man. I just wanted to say that. Yeah.
And, your bitch could see this shit from across the street nigga.
It's pimpin' over here. Macaroni. Kush and Orange Juice nigga.
What up Chevy, Germ I see you, Cardo on the beat. Haha.

[Verse 1]
Uh, I don't love 'em, I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
Smoke somethin', go to a new state soon as I fuck 'em
Niggas be pressed for pussy, it aint nothing
Instead of worrying about who that bitch fuckin', why don't you get you some money
9 times out of 10 she see me stuntin'
Game running, wanna know my hotel and who phone to ring when she coming
I keep it one hundred, get love from the hoes, but it's, money over bitches nothing above it
Like the weed loud like my engine when I speed up
Bitches holding they weave, rolling trees with they pretty feet up
Them suckas often imitate but they can't be us
So super high, look in the sky when you wanna see me bruh
Cut my speakers up, drowning out what the critics say
Just continue to smoke and remain G as fuck
Polo socks match my polo hat, she leave once it's a known fact
That she aint coming back. Now Taylor Gang that.

[Chorus]
And aint shit change, but the amount of horses in my motor when I switch lanes
And I beat em blinding with them diamonds in my big chain, heavy in the game little homie I'm doing big things big things, big things
And them bitches they mezmorized, they recognize, I keep it so G (I keep it so G)
Get you some money fuckin' with me (fuckin' with me)

[Verse 2]
I don't love 'em, I don't chase 'em, I duck 'em
Try to get paper how the fucker don't know shit about her
I take you up where it's cloudy, aint one them lames still rockin' prada
I go to Louie and blow a couple thousand
One of my baddest bitches, rollin' up while I'm driving
And she don't even smoke just hit it once while she light it
My game tight, seal and sign it
Them niggas just playing, aint really ballin', saying they being honest
Claiming, that's your wife but we can't call it
She all in my hotel suite at 3 in the morning
Taking her clothes off, inhaling weed and coughing
Aint her first time chiefing but say she don't do this often
Since I was 16, I had all the intentions to keep it G
Take niggas hoes, and smoke hella trees with em
As for your team, you niggas in the stands, you just lookin'
I'm a pro to these rookies and I plan to still paper over....pussy.

[Chorus]
And aint shit change, but the amount of horses in my motor when I switch lanes
And I beat em blinding with them diamonds in my big chain, heavy in the game little homie I'm doing big things big things, big things
And them bitches they mezmorized, they recognize, I keep it so G (I keep it so G)
Get you some money fuckin' with me (fuckin' with me)

[Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah nigga, this shit just don't sound cool.
This what we go to sleep to, wake up to....Kush and Orange Juice nigga.
Got your bitch cooking them cheese eggs too. Got paper in my pocket.
Taylor Gang what's up? See yall niggas man
We done fucked over 'em this year, it's a wrap. Hahahaha.
Yeah. We don't want no more sucker shit..ever.

 

[fox69]

"MIA"
(feat. Juicy J)

"MIA"
(feat. Juicy J)


I be over seas, I be in LA
I be in the South, trappin hard all day
I'm from Pittsburgh but I be in the Bay
I be in New York, I be MIA
I be in Chitown where they quick to spray
I be in Detroit where they gettin paid
I be overseas, I be in LA
I be in New York, I be MIA

If you know me, you know I'm bout my bread
I count a hundred million dollars fore I go to bed
I'm smoking OG, I'm drinking champagne
I'm standing on the couch, just throwing up my damn game
I'm out in A town, bout to go to mansion
My jewelry on so all my dogs is ready for the action
I'm in my old school, my niggas ridin new
I'm in the Fountain Bleu like what you tryina do
I brought the whole thing so that's what I'm a smoke
I spent the whole thing, I'm never going broke
I'm rocking gold chains, I'm drinking til I croak
Smokin til I choke, my watch need a vault

I be over seas, I be in LA
I be in the South, trappin hard all day
I'm from Pittsburgh but I be in the Bay
I be in New York, I be MIA
I be in Chitown where they quick to spray
I be in Detroit where they gettin paid
I be overseas, I be in LA
I be in New York, I be MIA

On vacation we the rotation
Doing relaxation, tripy nation
Chasing bands
All our chicks look like Sports Illustrated
I get high as a plane with no final destination
On that gin, on that Hen and that lean intoxication
Rocking dollars, rocking gold
Money tall like my Nuvo
In a presidential suite, with some playmates centrefold
Niggas out here chasing ass when they should be chasing cash
I be smoking til it's gone, Juicy J don't waste no gas
With her legs lift up, I thought it was a stick up
Should've seen them hoes that pick up and start to lift up
Yellow diamonds look like a bumble bee
They call me the money tree
All these bands on me, I can throw a jamboree

I be over seas, I be in LA
I be in the South, trappin hard all day
I'm from Pittsburgh but I be in the Bay
I be in New York, I be MIA
I be in Chitown where they quick to spray
I be in Detroit where they gettin paid
I be overseas, I be in LA
I be in New York, I be MIA

You already know what it is Nigga
It's that Cabin Fever 2
Shout out to everybody who got the first Cabin Fever
If you're listening to this right now
You're probably on the 2050 tour with us
So welcome to that
It's TGOD man, where we smoke footlong joints
Number KK and cookies all day
Pittsburg in this bitch
Every time that we hit man, I know y'all in this bitch
So what we goin do is roll another joint, keep this thing going
It's Cabin Fever, 2050
ONIFC is in stores December 4th
ONIFC December 4th
Make sure y'all go and get that shit man
Taylor Gang album
Let's get it

 

[fox69]

"Mia Wallace"

"Mia Wallace"


[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Wake up to the cleanin' lady knockin' and shit
I close the door so I can bake up
Cause yesterday we, partied the night away, stumbled in close to four
Room full of expensive bags, still all the shit on the floor
But that's just how you live when your wife's a model
Smoke a pound soon as we touch down, do the same thing twice tomorrow
Not to mention what I spend in the club, nigga don't need a price the bottle
I promise my weed exotic, all my tree is fire, when you see me I'm just

[Hook:]
Floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
I'm just floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
Floating floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
I'm just floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
Floating, floating

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Down the street, pound a beat, I smoke a pound of weed
Heard about it, don't believe, come to my house and see
I'll be high, I'll be somewhere where them ounces be
California kush, New York smokin' sour D
Detroit bubba kush, ATL is OG
Ask my nigga Berner, err'body know me
Out in Amsterdam, Wizzle smokin' overseas
I'm gon' hit this bong for anyone who smoke trees!

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Middle Of You"
(feat. Chevy Woods)

"Middle Of You"
(feat. Chevy Woods)



[Chorus]
There's nothing like my insulated walls around you
It’s so wrong?
Don’t you want to celebrate it
You can find me, somewhere in the middle of you
Somewhere in the middle of you
When I’m looking for the truth
I find it in the middle of you

[Wiz Khalifa]
You know I keep that weed lit
Met her once, you let me hit
You asking for the remix, calling me cause this ain't what you want
She say, she need this, G-shit
Rolling Papers, told the neighbours
I be tryna keep you quiet, once we grown we sure to wake ‘em
Roll this weed, before you leave, be sure to bake one
Got a man, but when he gone the boy replace him
Smokin’ OG kush, that's Californication
On the phone you fusssin’, while we fornicating

[Chorus]
Well, I’ma let you roll one
Let you light it nice
Car, let you drive it
Let you have the time of your life
Go on get excited
Got all your friends invited
My jewelry the brightest
Loud weed, I’m smoking Leonidas
On my team, only cause we the tightest
Shopping spree’s, shit I should be your stylist
Them niggas try to be with you
When you with me I pound it
Get you so high you gon’ need a pilot

[Chorus]

You roll one, I roll one too
You find me
Me in the middle of you
You roll one, I’ll roll one too
No where I’d rather be
Then the middle of you

[Chevy Woods]
Bottle after bottle,
Got you ready for the World to see it
All 3am in the morning, I’m the one you call
Got the car keys, pedal to the floor, I’m on the way flow
I ain't on no kid shit but I stay with some play dough
Keep it Taylored, everyday she noticed that
Roll it up, light with my homies, sit and hold it in
That's the fact you chillin’ too much
You need excitement
Now you sky high on some first flight shit

[Chorus]
There's nothing like my insulated walls around you
It’s so wrong?
Don’t you want to celebrate it
You can find me, somewhere in the middle of you
Somewhere in the middle of you
When I’m looking for the truth
I find it in the middle of you

 

[fox69]

"Miles"

"Miles"


I met you through your best friend
I was on the roll and you said
I sing all your favorite songs
My room was at the west inn
The drive was even close
Be there soon as I drop the t-shirt off
I'll be waiting know your last plan
This one night special for you
I'm a make it worth it baby
I'm a do somethin extra for you, for you
And you don't even gotta do it back
That's a gift
A present
You made this trip excellent
The best it could have ever went
Wrestling, lettin all your worries go
Feelin like you'll never stress again
Hopefully they're can be a us again, us again, us again,
But if not then fuck it then
Nah I'm playin, your my die and wish bucket list
Thinking about you everytime I'm with my other chick
This o.t. fling
My outta town girl
We don't need bros
We in our own world

 

[fox69]

"Mismatch"

"Mismatch"


Couldn't be easier
Couldn't be easier
Couldn't be easier
Couldn't be easier...

[Juju Gotti (Wiz Khalifa):]
Fuck nigga better watch your tongue
All that talkin', I ain't with that
(No, no)
All that shit on your song
Worldstar, you ain't never did that
(No, no)
Your hoe don't wanna go home
All in her stomach like a six pack
(No, no)
Been killin' these niggas so long
This shit feelin' like a mismatch
Fuck nigga better watch your tongue
All that talkin', I ain't with that
(No, no)
All that shit on your song
Worldstar, you ain't never did that
(No, no)
Your hoe don't wanna go home
All in her stomach like a six pack
(No, no)
Been killin' these niggas so long
This shit feelin' like a mismatch

[Wiz Khalifa:]
You would think I speak another language
Niggas just don't understand it
I done took shots for the cameras
I done ducked shots when they came for us
It was just me and my niggas
Wasn't nobody else riding
Let a nigga find bodies killer
He gon' put one up inside him
And my eyes still low
Ain't shit change, on my grind still, bro
Got a Summer full of shows
And a phone full of hoes
Cause my life kinda ideal, yo
Ain't the one you wanna try here
You just a rookie in the game and you lookin' at the top tier
And my niggas got no fear
You ain't got enough niggas so you don't go nowhere
I got a crib out in California
I got a three-year old kid so I live out in California
But shit's real out in California
You take a loss, ayy, that's just how it is out in California
But anywhere niggas run up on ya
You better watch yourself, you beat and got yourself
They gon' catch you out of bounds where you not yourself
Be a lesson that you learn, you don't taught yourself
The fuck niggas runnin' they mouth
The real ones out getting paper
I'm a hit the studio now
Then go fuck a bitch later
Bad bitch from down south
Cook food with hella good flavor
I'm a get money in pounds
I ain't got time to go savor

[Juju Gotti (Wiz Khalifa):]
Fuck nigga better watch your tongue
All that talkin', I ain't with that
(No, no)
All that shit on your song
Worldstar, you ain't never did that
(No, no)
Your hoe don't wanna go home
All in her stomach like a six pack
(No, no)
Been killin' these niggas so long
This shit feelin' like a mismatch

Fuck niggas stop dappin' me out
Unless you talkin' 'bout the money
You a dumb nigga and you soft
Please stay the fuck from around me
A motherfuckin' lame nigga make me sick
So go fuck you and your homies
Talkin' cheaper than a bitch
If you a real nigga, gotta show me
Back when I didn't have shit
Niggas acted like they didn't know me
I was sleepin' outside by the ditch
All of my partner got phony
Everybody stopped answerin' they phone
Nigga that shit was so lonely
I was scrapin' on one-twenty-fours
For a little pack of Bologna
Now I got the chips with the dip
And now these bitches back on me
Throwing hundreds in the air like whip
Cut a nigga's throat like Tony
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no money
Nigga turn down your convo
Kush got me like a mummy
Got my shirt on like Tonto

Fuck nigga better watch your tongue
All that talkin', I ain't with that
(No, no)
All that shit on your song
Worldstar, you ain't never did that
(No, no)
Your hoe don't wanna go home
All in her stomach like a six pack
(No, no)
Been killin' these niggas so long
This shit feelin' like a mismatch