[Produced by Thelonious Martin]
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
I'm starting with the man in the mirror
I never seen myself being a broke n***a
I'm never seen in the company of no ho n***as
One of the bosses that could send an order
But I get out of the car, do it on my own, n***a
Think when Frank White send the hit on Chinatown Larry
Jumped out of that black-on-black, rat-a-tated
The enemy's main b**h was the first one that he let have it
My brother always strapped, I don't like guns too much
But see, he love me to d**h so I guess that's why he bought me one
Them haters be watching you son
Don't trip, we be watchin' them
So they'll never get the drop
Top in the trunk, smelling like a skunk
Looking like one too, racing stripes
Looking like coke lines runnin' across my coupe
Way higher than you
b**h on the phone tellin' you something that's not true
Jet Life always coming up
Looking like a million plus when I'm coming through
[Hook: Curren$y]
Yeah, yeah, life
I can't get in and I can't get out
I can't get out and I can't get in
La, la, la, la, la, la
[Verse 2: Young Roddy]
Life
And they never know my next move, I leave them clueless
They praying that I fall off, they must be foolish
But the sh** I'm talking about, I really do this
Truly, I'm a mad buddha abuser, my n***a
And I ain't talkin' 'bout no U-Haul, but I keep it moving
On my mission to the top, it's f** them losers
No more Young Roddy, Young Ro the Ruler
Peep how I maneuver through this manure
I'm talking two hoes in my two door
But usually I ride solo
And this time I'm going for the gusto
In HD, I've seen n***as cut throat
And if you don't know, and if you must know
I drop my j**els like a klutz, though
But I'm still fly like I'm nuts, though
And the fast money still give me a rush, my n***a
And I still got the will to go and get it
In the streets, I'm a gorilla
Hustle hard from dawn to dusk, my n***a