[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, okay
Up early, smokinâ and plottinâ
Lookinâ at these lames, being thankful Iâm not them
This year, couple million out the game
And youâre wondering how I got them
I got it from going hard, I always stay on my job
Wanna get high? You should come to my spot then
And smoke with some heavyweight niggas
Jets, Taylor Gang nigga, losingâs not an option
Now Iâm always on the road
And everywhere I go, people asking what Iâm rockinâ
I tell âem this is next yearâs fresh, and this yearâs best
And some shit you niggas not in
So quit copyinâ
[Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah man
You niggas got it confused, trying to do what we do
Thatâs not the point
The point is for you to do you
Itâs a beautiful thing
[Verse 2: Curren]
Iâm in the regal, you in a rut
Stuck, canât come up
Old, jealous niggas hatinâ on us
Bitches is wishinâ youâd shut the fuck up
Iâm in the position, set my niggas up tough
What the fuck, just jump
Continents I promise it
I could go from bucks to billions in a minute
Made a split second decision
Executed with precision
I feel attention when I walk in the room
Old cuddly ass niggas go to hidinâ they woman
Thinkinâ Iâmma walk up to âem, but I donât do it
Baby girl know the big shit from the manure
I could help you shine like a jeweler
Candy paint make an old whip newer