CURREN$Y - Forecast

rate me


Cop that, niggas mad

Oops, my bad

Reached in the bag, spent a few racks

Look at that, Canal St. confidential, put em' on the map

Getting to where the real ones felt he should've been at

Nothing changed still the same rizzaps

Chevrolets making big plays for the skrizzaps

In this bitch lit like match

My homie got the pack

And I wanna say his name but I'm so not a rat

Can't mention my niggas in my lyrics cause they really dealing, and the feds really be hearing

Increasing the locked up rate

Police is on the internet downloading mixtapes

Tryin' to get tips

Homie I'm tryin' to get rich

These is audio bricks

You got to use yo nose to sniff

Smelling like rain comin'

Musical cocaine

Gotta pain numb it


Came through like the tornado

Came through like a hurricane

Came through like a earthquake

Weatherman what ya say

Lookin' like, said it's looking like rain

(Yeah, audio cocaine)

(Verse 2)

Umbrella in the door jam

Got gadgets like Batman

Money on mind we don't need cat scan

To figure out that, man

I came for the money

Put it right in front me

Don't try nutting funny

Crash test dummy

Or you'll see

You dealing with more than me

But that's a whole 'notha story

Looks like its about to start storming

Weatherman what ya say?


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