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curren$y - axe capital lyrics

[intro: axelrod, and wags from the show billions]
do you ever get tired of working for a living
every d+mn day, but i got a nasty addiction called money
so, i do what i do. you?
no. never. until today
you know they call us traders gamblers?
the world economy is just one big casino
fuelled by a giant debt bubble, and computer driven derivatives
there’s only one thing better than being a gambler in a casino
that’s being the house. that is right
there’s a systemised machine out there

[verse 1: curren$y]
the sun fell into the the sea, in+front of me
sunset was, approximately, six+fifteen
nautica long+sleeves
orange autumn+leaves
bentley mulsaane keys
high performance fees
first thing in the morning, weed
sure as this air i breath
i’m a poet, i mean
i’m one of the dopest you’ve seen
downplay it often, but i’m unbothered
i’m too busy bossin’
marble sink bowl, golden faucet
just another day at the office
billions stays the goal
dr. dre and hov
product sold
music is the stronghold
underground railroad
mainstream say if i switch the beats up, they’ll promise i’ll sell mo’
struck a match on a stack of cash, lit a jernt, and said, “h+ll no” (said h+ll no)
f+ck they take me fo’
(f+ck they take me fo’)
[chorus: curren$y]
they couldn’t make me change
and i still changed the game
they couldn’t make me change
and i still changed the game
those suits couldn’t make me change
and i still changed the game
impact that i made
n+ggas ain’t even smoking the same
they gon’ wait till i die
bring fake flowers to my grave
they couldn’t make me change
and i still changed the game

[verse 2: fiend]
it ain’t even summer, and i’m getting naked pics sent with
“this still your number”
“forgive me, jones, i did you wrong”
“on you, how did i slumber?”
fiend ferocious, get them things off commando posters (pow, pow, pow, pow)
my bros’ll bang till the casket close+up
yours’ll hand you over
me, i was in the fendi shop
with the chilly+watch, with the glizzy c+cked
play, if he can tie the cinder blocks
on my pretty bih, hard as lemon drops
all bossed up, heavenly
made a few million off of melodies
seen plenty k!lled from jealousy
but still ball with a capital letter b
shorty, come catch these hunndids
b+tch, we just shut down onyx
and who told you that a dollar demonic?
she choose ruth’s chris, not sonic
still rolling dr. dre’s chronic
her mouth so good, its timeless
like she woke up and chose violence
and gettin that money is a art+in+hand science
this lifestyle sweet, no need for a diet, rewind it to apply it
[chorus: curren$y]
they couldn’t make me change
and i still changed the game
they couldn’t make me change
and i still changed the game
those suits couldn’t make me change
and i still changed the game
impact that i made
n+ggas ain’t even smoking the same

[outro: axelrod, and wags from the show billions]
sucking capital from localities and injecting it into the global market
where it can be used to speculate and manipulate
and if something goes wrong, there are bail+outs, and bail+ins
federal aid, and easing
where the government doesn’t hunt you down
but instead gives you a nice soft net to land in
thats your answer to fireside chat
you want to become a bank?
i wanna become a bank. in order to rob it?
in order that i don’t have to

- curreny lyrics

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