[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Got no time for the conversations or funny %#@!
^!$$%, only the reals who I get my money with

Used to turn on the TV, see what I want
And now the same one I dreamed about, the same one I'm stuntin' in
In the 6-2, almost 26

And every ^!$$% that I'm with got a zip
I look at this %#@! as one big table and best believe every ^!$$% I'm with got a sit
They try to hold us back, paint a picture of us, then sell it straight to the public

You young, black, then you thuggin'
What they don't talk about the kid that came from nothin'
Who stuck to what he believed in and turned himself to something great

They should use that story to motivate
But instead they'd rather focus on the fact that he's a pothead
Not the fact there's not a lot where I lived

25 and not dead

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I'm tryna tell you somethin', this %#@!'s real
When you work hard to get it that's how you feel
The man that start what they knew and they ain't (?) away

We started small to them houses in the hills
To them houses in the hills
Houses in the hills

Houses in the hills
To them houses in them hills


[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
You make a little money, take care and right yourself
And people start coming up with they hand out

People take their stresses and make them yours
Well that's just what comes with being a man
I try to do all that I can to make sure that

My son grow up without having to see half of the stuff I've been through
But in life we all got our own path
Don't understand that by now you won't begin to

Cop another Rollex or Porsche try and get even with me
Pulled up to the club, swear it looked like the dealer with me
Cause we had so many cars it was stupid

So I don't see a reason to try and reason with me
Made a couple million (?)
They ain't teach a young ^!$$% that in the classroom

Or how to make your people better by taking knowledge and spreadin' it
Not being in the game but ahead of it



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[Verse 3: Curren$y]
Thousand dollar benefit plates
No matter how high the stakes, ^!$$%s never outta place

Now I'm high, Empire State
Drunk stumblin', never will I tumble far from grace
I'm one of them under-celebrated greats

Under the influence of what Uncle Snoop threw me
Soon as I stepped off the plane
Switchin' four lanes like Jay and Jermaine

Killin' beats, visitin' grave sites and pissin' champagne
I been in the crib enjoying my hobbies
Suckers figured this'll be the perfect time to try me

Try me
Assumptions that I'm lunchin', gettin' sloppy
I'm just gettin' better, seasoned veteran

Eagle eye perspective, scope before I go in
Come out with the whole hen
A dollar and a dream

Have a house on the hill and the world on a screen

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