Quando a música “Runway” foi lançada por Curren$y?

A música Runway foi lançada em 2008, no álbum “Higher Than 30,000 Feet”.

De quem é a composição da música “Runway” de Curren$y?

A música “Runway” de Curren$y foi composta por Terry Kennedy, Curren$y.

Runway

Terry Kennedy, Curren$y

[Chorus: Curren$y]
Fly Society ready for take out
Up, up, and away, up, up, and away
Flight FS1 is approaching
Clear out the runway, clear out the runway

[Verse 1]
Damn I'm on fire, get notes like a church choir
I put that burner to your head like a hair dryer
The street sweeper, you're talking to the grim reaper
I keep a nigga on his toes like a pair of sneakers
If she ain't talking 'bout bread I ain't tryna meet her
If you don't the bitch, shit, I don't know her either
My nigga put away that bomb, we be smoking ether
And stay fresh to death, we out in Costa Rica
I got a chick named Lisa, she look like Halle Berry
We on a G5 jet playing solitary
Them hoes is acting scary, no we don't let them in
I'm number one next to these zeros for the number ten
When the summer ends I'm taking over the fall
It's hard for y'all to bounce back like a medicine ball
And that he raw, and he say that he ball
I stick a fucking fork in him like a voodoo doll

[Chorus: Curren$y]
Fly Society ready for take out
Up, up, and away, up, up, and away
Flight FS1 is approaching
Clear out the runway, clear out the runway
Clear out the runway, get out the runway
Clear out the runway, get out the runway
Them planes, them planes
Clear out the runway, get out the runway

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
For all my dogs keepin' y'all in hell
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
Because in this rap game bad hands is dealt
Your best out, boss up and sign yourself
Stack money, put your goons on, hide your wealth
Rock brand new shoes and designer belts
Copped a Phantom with the chauffer, hired help
On a pretty day, say fuck it and drive yourself
Scoop your bad chick [?] from somewhere else
Where they eat escargot, we call that snails
Curren$y the Hot Spitta sharp as nails
Sharp as the wit of Dave Chapelle
Sharper I get everyday, oh well
Smart as a whip, nigga slick as scales
Not Prince the symbol or the prince of Wales
Nor the prince of the South, Louis prints on my couch, bitch

[Verse 3]
Top [?] takeoff, glide with no capes
Fly over the track and drop sixteens and napalms
Spitting like an AR, bitches know who they are
Niggas couldn't keep up even if we took the day off
Dodging them haters, gettin' my Walter Payt on
In a fresh pair of ice creams gettin' my Terry K on
An old player, gett'n in my Marvin Gaye on
A nigga been balling, gettin' their Tim Hardaway on
Beating up the track, gettin' my Cassius Clay on
Spitta flew us out to Long Beach to see what they on
And they purp the same color as the Crayon
I'm higher than a satellite floating off the radar
And we come down we got some fresh sheets to lay on
Hand pickin' them hoes, gettin' my Flava Flav on
Now everybody hand out looking for favors
Because we stack bundles, hundreds by the layers

[Verse 4]
Fresh on that Baker tour
You hear that [?] say
Clear out that runway, clear out that runway
Stop all the hating nigga, watching debating nigga
I'ma keep on skating nigga
I'm draped in Bathing nigga
That truck amazing nigga
So get your weight up
0 to 60 back of that thing [?]
I'm the flyest nigga and I testify
I drop a couple stacks on Gucci to accessorize
Man I can rock shit, pop shit any day
I don't want your ugly ass bitch, I'll take her anyway
Flight FS ready for takeoff
Up, up, and away, up, up, and away
You can keep on gang-banging, I'ma keep the chain swinging
And you can tell it's TK by the Louis [?] hanging
You keep on hating hater, I'ma keep it skating hater
And Fly Society got the best black skater nigga

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