[Intro: Wiz Khalifa] Higher than you ever been in your motherfuckin' life nigga Without even tryin'
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] The game got a grip, never slip Can tell by the way I got my hands on it Started at the bottom but now my money is so motherfuckin' tall I can stand on it Ain't just happened homie I planned on it You think you better don't just talk 'bout it put some grands on it Sleep in Cali woke up in France on 'em Took the life I live chose talk about it now my fans on it Now is Dior all on my pants homie Don't know where I'm going my schedule full so I can't call it So much weed you see all them grams fallin' Rollin' so much up that my fingers startin' to cramp on me Hear you talkin' 'bout what I am On top of that shit you sayin' you gotta say rich as fuck when you mention us I get a hold of the bombest weed and I twist it up Them Cadillacs in line out front just to pick us up
[Verse 2: Curren$y] I woke up to a joint, cartoons and cereal A coupe with zero miles and oatmeal interior These chicks diggin' my style I'm sincerely superior to whatever your doing right now And whatever your plannin' to get into I'm just clockin' my miles On the road to these riches, these hoes wavin' and smilin' But I don't pay 'em no attention, I'm all about my empire We [?] trying to get bigger, we multiplying in size These snakes trying to get with us, they lookin' for the co-sign But a real nigga don't give a fuck, I'm too busy gettin' high You can hitch a ride on another truck Now excuse me as I kiss the sky Peace signs to baby girl before she try to kiss me bye She miss me like the sun in her eyes, can't catch a pop fly Kush castles in the sky The only hassle is when I smash and go she want to cry I get dressed she wanna know where I'm going and why Can't deal with thatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
