Wiz Khalifa

[fox69]

"Still Down"
(feat. Chevy Woods & Ty Dolla $ign)

"Still Down"
(feat. Chevy Woods & Ty Dolla $ign)



[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
All my niggas is day ones
I only fuck with A1's
You niggas know what the gang is
We young black and dangerous
Still down with my day one niggas, hell yeah I'm still down
Still down with the shit
Still down with my A1 niggas, hell yeah I'm still down
Still down, still down

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, they can't believe I'm still here
Made a million dollars but I wouldn't replace it for nothin'
A lotta niggas been killed here
I done seen niggas get they whole shit blown off in public
A lotta blood, sweat, and hope came from this block
When floodin', a lotta dope came from this block
But fuck it, I'm in my whip pushing buttons
I think about the ones that dead and gone and ones that still thuggin'
Uh, and they still down
Got no love for them pussy ass motherfuckers, cause they still clowns
Smokin real pounds, just bought a real home
Me and my watch, both real stoned
Pour some G in, man it's all about the [?]
New Ferrari or a Benz
Get a joint and hold it in
And I been with the same niggas since they was hitting licks and yeah they still with the shits

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
Yeah, Taylor Gang, chevy
Yo, tell them niggas we nothin' alike
They see us and imitate what they want to be like
What's hand and hand to them J's next day on the flight
Shit, where I'm fun if you're out too late then you're playing with your life
Bet they feel how I feel, dinner out in Brazil
My day ones'll see about you for me for real
And the finest of fashion, makin' a statement
Who thought it used to take me to get it now anything we can afford it
Hate us so much that I'm cakin', I ain't mad at them at all
Just know about this dough, don't make or make you a John
Huh, the same ones that been A1's
A few niggas gone act different when that change come
Yeah, horsepower from that [?] vision
It's taylor gang, when you they ask you tell them we the business
Them niggas tryna copy us, they lookin' stupid
Swear, dressing all crazy, boy you look like a build-a-bear

[Hook]

Still down, down, down, down, down
All day errday I come around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
We stay down, down, down, down, down
All day errday they say we wouldn't make it
It's just me and my niggas
Just me and my niggas

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Stoned"

"Stoned"


[Hook]
Aye you probably think you know where this is goin’
But this ain’t one of them kinda songs
Somebody roll and let’s get it on
While I forget it all and get zoned

[Verse 1]
And I remember back in the day
Before I thought about gettin’ paid
The ladies ain’t wan’ give me no play
The haters ain't have nothin’ to say
They never let me into the club
The radio ain’t show me no love
Gave my all, but it just wasn’t enough
And complaining too, it’s just how it was
And now I’m just posted
With my baddest bitch and we just kick it in this villa watchin’ pictures gettin roasted
Vision gettin’ clearer yea she open
But her eyes low, never under the clouds baby we floatin’

[Hook - 2x]
Aye you probably think you know where this is goin
but this ain’t one of them kinda songs
somebody roll and let’s get it on
While I forget it all and get zoned

[Verse 2]
I started coming up in the game
And people started knowin’ my name
They tried to put me into that lane
And we had to go our separate ways
Instead of fussin’ and flippin’ out
I did my thing and figured it out
Security trippin I ain’t puttin it out
Smokin loud
And all my peoples got champagne, fast cars by the bar wasted
Potent marijuana that aroma make her wanna taste it
Horses in my car, little Louis on my bracelet
When you live just like a star it feels so amazing

[Hook - 2x]
Aye you probably think you know where this is goin
but this ain’t one of them kinda songs
somebody roll and let’s get it on
While I forget it all and get zoned

Uh high but I’m focused one thing they know is
(If you rollin wit tha gang, then you rollin up another plane)
Ok no stems, no seeds I keep it G
(If you rollin’ wit’ tha gang, then you rollin up another plane) [2x]
And them lame niggas get dissed I let that bad bitch twist
(If you rollin up tha gang, then you rollin wit another plane) [3x]

 

[fox69]

"Stranger Things"
(feat. JR Donato)

"Stranger Things"
(feat. JR Donato)



Yeah, hehehe

Wake up and bake
Never hate, gotta get to this cake
I never stress but this money I stake
I brush my teeth, pray, wash my face
And thank God I stay far away from the fakes
Remember days wasn't safe
Now we got thousands tucked in the safe
Target practice case you wanna come and see
I take a look in the mirror at G in front of me
Difference between havin' dreams and bein' a wannabe
And livin' comfortably
I took my dreams and made 'em somethin'
Doesn't mean that I don't wake up with the same hunger
Another mansion for my team, couple wave runners
Couple niggas want our spot but they can't take it from us
I'm busy smoking like Jamaicans
Never worry bout you niggas
Hate, you jealous, I can see it on your face
I seen 100 dollar bills falling yesterday
I heard 'em ask who fault it is then I spoke my name
Young Khalifa man

It's like I'm talking to a stranger
A stranger, a stranger, a stranger
Now everybody getting stranger
They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger
I think I'm in danger, gotta wake my game up
Gotta stay the same, watching everybody change
Ah now they're getting stranger
They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger

I wrote my name on the clouds
Said no waiters allowed
Do anything to make my Taylors proud
I do a show, throw a J in the crowd
Some say I got they favorite style
You in the game, never make it out
I blow a pound, rollin' weed by the ounce
Them niggas talk but they can't amount
Big bands in my bank account
Seen it all, I've been here before
Calculate my moves but nah it's kinda difficult
I'm always switching up and doing shit in intervals
Now we professionals, nah we ain't letting go
Them niggas talk not what they doing but they moving slow
While I'm knee deep in the game, Mr. Doing More
This the part where the teacher becomes the student
And you start to realize I'm the youngin' you need to move with
Girls run up on me, tell me they love my music
Niggas try to be genuine I know it's bullshit

It's like I'm talking to a stranger
A stranger, a stranger, a stranger
Now everybody getting stranger
They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger
I think I'm in danger, gotta wake my game up
Gotta stay the same, watching everybody change
Ah now they're getting stranger
They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger

[JR Donato:]
They beat me up so of course they wanna ride with us
You wasn't trapping on them blocks, you wasn't outside with us
A couple .40's, you got some 9's with us
And they can't beat us so of course they wanna side with us
They say if you ain't got no haters you ain't popping
I got pussy niggas, I got bitches pocket watching
I got blue hundreds on me in LA
I come straight from Hollywood then I pull up in the projects, go
Ay sorry homie you a stranger
One off in the head if I ever feel in danger
Started at the bottom but God damn it I done came up
Trill with my niggas, they can never say I changed up
Two cups stuffed and I get it out the mud
All I see is real hate, niggas showin' fake love
Givin' fake handshakes and that come with fake hugs
But I promise I'm the same
Forever gang-gang

It's like I'm talking to a stranger
A stranger, a stranger, a stranger
Now everybody getting stranger
They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger
I think I'm in danger, gotta wake my game up
Gotta stay the same, watching everybody change
Ah now they're getting stranger
They're stranger, they're stranger, they're stranger

 

[fox69]

"Studio Lovin'"

"Studio Lovin'"


Girl let me take you to my studio
Give you everything you want and need
Lay you flat like a piano
If you let me stroke your keys
You going be saying things you never said
Matter fact you going be playing melodies you never played
We aint' in no bed,
We in the lab
And I'm reclining in my seat
You can just climb on top of me and ride me like this beat
You say you need this (loving)
Well imma grab your wasteline,
And if you like it deep,
I could hit you with that baseline
I aint' tryin to waste time
For me and your sake
Plus I'm payin for this session
I need more than one take
I make the boards shake like how I'm suppose to
I'll have you sounding good
Lil ma, I got them pro tunes
Now you in the mood
I got you doing this and tryin that
Beating in your drum
While I'm playing with your high hat
You like that
Soo you dont want to, I just make you do it
Got you in love, cuz when we fuck its like we making music, go n' lose it

[Chorus]
I don't want to be unusual
But there's a lot of things that I can see me doing to you.
Up in my studio oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa.
You say you probably work tomorrow, you can make it though,
And even thought there's probably other places we can go,
We in my studio, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa

And no, it aint gonn stop
I keep this song on replay
Puttin all them scratches on my back
I'm like go dj
Be my guitar
I'll pluck your g-string
Pull it to the side
Imma make them vocals drop
I'm gripin on your thighs
We tangled like some cables
From the front look in your eyes
Then I turn you like some pables
No you fiendin for this (loving)
That's what you gonn get
And I cant sing,but I see you
And know I'm gonn hit,yeaa
Lets do the verses now
Worry about the beat later
Heard you be going off that head
You dont need paper
Play you an e-major, a-minor
Girl your rythym straight
And I say you got great timing
Feel your heart rate climbing
Like when my speakers quake
More than a qruayer straight
You got that 8-o-a
You say you cant
But I do something that just make you do it
Me and you dont fuck
We make music, yeaa

[Chorus]
I don't want to be unusual
But there's a lot of things that I can see me doing to you.
Up in my studio oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa.
You say you probably work tomorrow, you can make it though,
And even thought there's probably other places we can go,
We in my studio, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, ohhhh yeeaaa

 

[fox69]

"Stunt'n"

"Stunt'n"


Yea, you already know,
When I walk the fuck by
You can't act like I ain't the fliest thing you ever seen in your whole muthafuckin entire sorry ass life

[Chorus:]
You can't say I'm not the freshest nigga that you ever seen
Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans
That's probably why yo bitch keep ringin' my phone
When I pull up she can't leave me alone
Lil' homie I grind (I grind), no sleep
I'm good in the hood everybody know me (know me)
I got my truck on blast
Hear me when I roll through
Stntin' like a young nigga supposed to
Stunt'n like I'm supposed to

Ridin' with my hat cocked back
Smokin' something good 3 blunts and I'm smacked out
All city on smash, game on padlock
26 inch rims throw 'em on the matchbox
6 bad hoes man I can't choose one
3 cell phones I just can't use one
You see how often I spit
You just off bread hun
This the shit they can't do young
Talk fly if you look 'em in the air
Too young, you wonder were I got these Gucci pair of shoes from
A lot of ya'll mad
To me it's just funny
I see why ya'll hatin man the hoes just love me
And you know I'm gettin' shhh
Fuck it I ain't gotta say it
The tab taken care of nigga I ain't gotta pay it
Yea, I'm all day with it, year round
I bet if you was here now

[Chorus:]
You can't say I'm not the freshest nigga that you ever seen
Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans
That's probably why yo bitch keep ringin' my phone
When I pull up she can't leave me alone
Lil' homie I grind, no sleep
I'm good in the hood everybody know me
I got my truck on blast
Hear me when I roll through
Stunt'n like a young nigga supposed to

Got a fat knot, blunt rolled up
Me I ride clean
Neck froze up
Bad bitch on the side
My niggas all rich
Foreign whips is what they drive
Yea, I smell like Gucci and big money too
See them guys with me? they gettin' money too
Ride 22's and got heat so
If a nigga try me you a big prob you runnin' into
I smoke a lot need blunt or 2
At a time whole pounds I be runnin' through
Yea, I got a dime bitch coming through
Cause I pimp like I'm supoosed to
Wonder how I get it like this, I could show you
It's all leather in the whip when I roll through
This year I'm a get shit cleared
Take a look at this kid here

[Chorus:]
You can't say I'm not the freshest nigga that you ever seen
Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans
That's probably why yo bitch keep ringin' my phone
When I pull up she can't leave me alone
Lil' homie I grind, no sleep
I'm good in the hood everybody know me
I got my truck on blast
Hear me when I roll through
Stunt'n like a young nigga supposed to

 

[fox69]

"Sucker For Pain"
(with Wiz Khalifa & Imagine Dragons)
(feat. Logic, Ty Dolla $ign & X Ambassadors)

"Sucker For Pain"
(with Wiz Khalifa & Imagine Dragons)
(feat. Logic, Ty Dolla $ign & X Ambassadors)



[Dan Reynolds & Sam Harris:]
I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I'm a slave to your games
I'm just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna tie you down
I'm just a sucker for pain

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
I'm a sucker for pain
I got the squad tatted on me from my neck to my ankles
Pressure from the man got us all in rebellion
We gon' go to war, yeah, without failure
Do it for the fam, dog, ten toes down, dog
Love and the loyalty that's what we stand for
Alienated by society, all this pressure give me anxiety
Walk slow through the fire
Like, who gon' try us?
Feeling the world go against us
So we put the world on our shoulders

[Dan Reynolds & Sam Harris:]
I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I'm a slave to your games
I'm just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna tie you down
I'm just a sucker for pain

[Logic:]
I been at it with my homies
It don't matter, you don't know me
I been rollin' with my team, we the illest on the scene
I been riding 'round the city with my squad
I been riding 'round the city with my squad
We just posted, getting crazy, living like this is so amazing
Hold up take a step back, when we roll up, cause I know what
We been loyal, we been fam, we the ones you trust in
Won't hesitate to go straight to your head like a concussion
I know I been bustin', no discussion for my family
No hesitation, through my scope I see my enemy
Like what's up? Hold up, we finna re-load up
Yes I re-load up, I know what up, I know what up

[Dan Reynolds & Sam Harris:]
I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I'm a slave to your games
I'm just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna tie you down
I'm just a sucker for pain

[Lil Wayne:]
I'm devoted to destruction
A full dosage of detrimental dysfunction
I'm dying slow but the devil tryna rush me
See I'm a fool for pain, I'm a dummy
Might cut my head off right after I slit my throat
Tongue kiss a shark, got jealous bitches up in the boat
Eating peanut butter and jelly fishes on toast
And if I get stung I get stoked, might choke
Like I chewed a chunk of charcoal
Naked in the North Pole
That's why my heart cold, full of sorrow, the lost soul
And only Lord knows when I'm coming to the crossroads
So I don't fear shit but tomorrow
And I'm a sucker for pain, it ain't nothing but pain
You just fuckin' complain, you ain't tough as you claim
Just stay up in your lane, just don't fuck with Lil Wayne
I'mma jump from a plane or stand in front of a train
Cause I'm a sucker for pain

[Wiz Khalifa:]
Used to doing bad, now we feel like we just now getting it
Ain't got no other way so we started and finished it
No pain, no gain
Never stand down, made our own way
Never going slow, we pick up the pace
This is what we wanted from a young age
No emotion, that's what business is
Lord have mercy on the witnesses

[Dan Reynolds & Sam Harris:]
I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I'm just a sucker for pain

[Sam Harris:]
More pain
Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
For more pain
Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
For more pain
Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
For more pain
Got me begging...

 

[fox69]

"Superstar"
(feat. Johnny Juliano)

"Superstar"
(feat. Johnny Juliano)



Yeaaaa, ladies and gentlemen (hahaha)
I'd like to welcome ya'll to the life of a star.
Yea, a superstar that is. And that's me: Young Wizzle Man. Hahaha. Yea

Little nigga, big money, big dreams
Tall nigga, small nigga, big team
Small teeth, 501 fit jeans (fit jeans)
Some say my life can't be all that it seems (it seems)
Big things (big things)
Big hoes wanna go back to my spot, they say how my shit gleams
Remember when I was a little nigga, fifteen
It's funny how I've grown, yea my money kinda long (kinda long, yea)
And ya girl know the words to every song (song)
Cause I'm a star (I'm a star)
Different week, ain't no tellin where we are (where we are)
You look up, I might be gone, yeaaa
The man pose to get that cash in (cash in)
Movin' I see through them lights flashin (flashin)
And no need to even ask it (naaaaww)
Fuck the world, live everyday like it's your last (last) yea (yea)

No matter where you go, they know who ya are (are, are, are)
Run up screamin cause they know you're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star)

Yea, got bright brown heart, got paper
Got in the game and got more haters
My whole swag got grown, got Taylor'd
Hop on a plane and talk to ya'll later (yeaaaa)
It a good weed ma, that blunts not flavored
My whole gang, Gucci frame, Chuck Taylor's
We ball hard like the majors (majors, majors)
Prolly cus we major (major, major)
You gon have to front page em
Wild, like a loose animal they wan cage em
Now I amaze em,
Every time I enter a front center stage em
Blame the nigga that pays em
Riding with a bitch, body on her that's Cajun
Couple hundred dollars on these Ed Hardy frames believe me
My future so bright, I need these, excuse me

No matter where you go, they know who ya are (are, are, are)
Run up screamin cause they know you're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star)

Yeaaaa, ladies and gentlemen (hahaha)
I'd like to welcome ya'll to the life of a star.
Yea, a superstar that is. And that's me: Young Wizzle Man. Hahaha. Yea

 

[fox69]

"Superstar"

"Superstar"


Yeaaaa, ladies and gentlemen (hahaha), I'd like to welcome ya'll to the life of a star. Yea, a superstar that is. And that's me: Young Wizzle Man. Hahaha. Yea

Little nigga, big money, big dreams
Tall nigga, small nigga, big team
Small teeth, 501 fit jeans (fit jeans)
Some say my life can't be all that it seems (it seems)
Big things (big things)
Big hoes wanna go back to my spot, they say how my shit gleams (shit gleams)
Remember when I was a little nigga, fifteen (fifteen)
It's funny how I've grown, yea my money kinda long (kinda long, yea)
And ya girl know the words to every song (song)
Cause I'm a star (I'm a star)
Different week, ain't no tellin where we are (where we are)
You look up, I might be gone, yeaaa
The man pose to get that cash in (cash in)
Movin' I see through them lights flashin (flashin)
And no need to even ask it (naaaaww)
Fuck the world, live everyday like it's your last (last) yea (yea)

No matter where you go, they know who ya are (are, are, are)
Run up screamin cause they know you're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star)

Yea, got bright brown heart, got paper
Got in the game and got more haters (more haters)
My whole swag got grown, got Taylor'd (Taylor'd)
Hop on a plane and talk to ya'll later (yeaaaa)
It a good weed ma, that blunts not flavored
My whole gang, Gucci frame, Chuck Taylor's (Chuck Taylor's)
We ball hard like the majors (majors, majors)
Prolly cus we major (major, major)
You gon have to front page em
Wild, like a loose animal they wan cage em (cage em, cage em)
Now I amaze em,
Every time I enter a front center stage em (stage em, stage em)
Blame the nigga that pays em
Riding with a bitch, body on her that's Cajun
Couple hundred dollars on these Ed Hardy frames believe me
My future so bright, I need these, excuse me

No matter where you go, they know who ya are (are, are, are)
Run up screamin cause they know you're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star, star, star)
You're a superstar (star, star, star)

 

[fox69]

"Supply"
(feat. Nesby Phips)

"Supply"
(feat. Nesby Phips)



[Verse 1: Nesby Phips]
Bone Snaps and crane kicks, divine intervention I was put here to change shit.
? Draped up in the same fit,
been rockin it for days now and will until the pay stop.
See there's no dinner or winner for second place huh?
Yea that what I figure so I handle my business.
Confidentiality, all my plans to get richer.
Then I, Master my role as my plan unfold.
Right moves, make sure the left hand don't know.
Words from a wiser predecessor: Never let up.
I know how to spot a fool cuz he never shut up.
If you speak it, you don't know it. You know it, you don't speak it.
Can't feel me if you put your vertebrae on the speakers.
See it got to be, and your nine on ya.
I got higher than Chong on bongs in California.
Catch me in your in local cool spots cata corner?
Virgins to the herb frown at that aroma.
For those inquisitive, scoot closer to Phips a bit.
I invite you to get higher than what you've experienced.

[Chorus:]
Um, There's some who think they smoke, but We stay Higher.
And some think they get fly, but We get Flyer.
They lookin for the Planes, We done cruised right by ya.
Smell what I smoke, they ask me if I supply, I say Noooo. (Nooo)
It's everywhere We goooo.

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Woke up in the mornin'
some ashes in the sink, couple drinks we was pourin' in.
My niggas sleep, bitches rollin weed while I'm Yawnin'.
It's just a routine after a night of performin'.
I turn the hotel into a Polo Party.
Makin' them eggs with cheese, let 'em smoke so much weed.
Them hoes think we in the '70s.
Big Dog, better pedigree.
She in this king size bed with me.
Give her space boy, Let her breathe.
And I mean that technically,
roll up the trees, like my weed grown medically.
Less of the seeds, Niggas still got the hatin' disease,
when actually they know.
bite or bark, fight or heart
Imma keep rollin' trees nigga, light or spark.
Taylor in my walk, karate in my Talk.
Now that's gangsta.

[Chorus:]
Um, There's some who think they smoke, but We stay Higher.
And some think they get fly, but We get Flyer.
They lookin for the Planes, We done cruised right by ya.
Smell what I smoke, they ask me if I supply, I say Noooo. (Noooo)
It's everywhere We goooo.

 

[fox69]

"T.A.P."
(feat. Juicy J)

"T.A.P."
(feat. Juicy J)



[Hook x4:]
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let's take a plane

Nothin but gin in my trippy cup, pouring more, I can't get enough
Young Khalifa on that hippie stuff, I break it down and it lifts me up
So much shining, so much diamonds, all that there comes from so much grindin
So much weed up in my lungs, I'm in the air, I'm somewhere flyin
In your town I cop me a pound, show me one and I'll roll one
All my niggas straight drug addicts cause it takes one for you to know one
Bake somethin and never hold none, young niggas with some old lungs
Catch me out at your college campus, weed rolled with a cold one
Outside with my new car, my Chally parked by my old one
Got a couple of rollies dawg, but I'm usually rocking a gold one
Catching flight on them private planes, Ferrari doors I close 'em
Don't talk a mil, you ain't sold one, don't talk a pound, you ain't smoked one

[Hook x4]

[Juicy J]
Smokin and sippin while watching hoes strippin
Poppin and rollin, I'm chieffin this potent
Dope by my side with the pistol and chopper
Got from my bitch and she get from her mama
Talking like this, I be walking like this
Sold a few hoes and I bought a new bitch
Taylor Gang niggas the number one chieffas
Smokin on [?] louder than speakers
Mix with the hash, dip in the lean blue dream, I'm a fucking fiend
Standing on Fairfax getting smoked out with them niggas from Supreme
Trippy sticks bong rips blunt, bitch I'm down to do whatever
She wanna pop a molly man, Juicy J gon' fuckin let her
For a stronger strain I'm spending bands, this ain't no reggie
When it's 'bout this gettin' high, ain't nothin you can tell me
Xanax bars, beans and syrup, that's my trippy kit
I'm like a pimp in the club working your bitch

[Hook x4]