[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Smoking a hundred dollar joint
Major presentation, n***a Power Point
Homes, hesitation never been a choice
Early bird gets the Rolls Royce
Baby cakes Duncan Hines moist
Cause that money make her come anywhere I am
She not dumb anytime she hear my voice
Like a money machine luxury fiend
Do anything survive the cobra's clutches
Hopscotch hot coals on solid gold crutches b**h cold
Ice man can't touch it half court raining buckets
Star struck b**hes behaving like lightning hit 'em
Hold they hearts I'm in the building
Oh lord Andretti k**ed 'em
When they swung that '76 gla** house three wheeling
Surveillance vans parked up the block tryna peep the dealings
Like I don't see them
I tell my b**h to bring them a nice pitcher of ice tea since they thirsty
Out right parched for the downfall of a boss
Homie not me soon as one ends another one start this is season six
We take the food plate and table cloths from a sip off rip lock your sh**
[Verse 2: Young Roddy]
And I find myself blunted
One million dollar thoughts I'm just tryna make some money
Turn my rainy day sunny
Frank White style, my city I run it, skinny n***a turned chubby
For safety my burner under my Rugby
Either hate me or love me I'm purple label my luggage
Uh, I try my best to dodge trouble
You see Spitta my brother, you catch us puffing in public
Trill n***a one hundred better yet one thousand
Good God, will I make it out this jungle
I'm just a n***a from the bricks with a b**h who's from London
Big dog Bill Russell from a bucket to a Hummer
They say the good die young I've seen the pretty turn ugly
They either shoot [?] at a b**h I shoot [?]
They heard me to my stomach so his momma cry a puddle
420 vision from up here's mad blurry