Wiz Khalifa, Curren$y - The Life (2009) lyrics

Yeah, uh
Listenin' to Cameo, smokin' on the patio
Polo chinos, a Pro Club
Plottin' out the next score
Couple weeks in Cali
Smokin' the best, gettin' some rest
Then it's back to the full-court press
Niggas playin' for keeps
Tryna be the next Suga Slim, Baby or Master P
I don't pass that weed, it's all for me
I rolled it
So I'm only fo' sho gon' smoke it
Go and get your own shit
Focused on rollin' on
Wrote for me and all of my dogs
Involved with takin' Jet Life
Taylor Gang to the stars
I done bought Ferraris from
Pennin' these rap bars
And I didn't stop there, I got so much more
Inspiration, somethin' you should reach for
See me in that Porsche
That should push you to go hard
I've done it, you can do it
Ain't no difference
It's only real ones in the buildin'
Need to start really livin'
Make money every minute
The more things change
The more they stay the same
I stay high, peep game, sound the trumpets
And celebrate with buckets of champagne
Save the sparklers
I got the light show in my ring
And when we exit
They'll say the best just left here
And the rest is just like, yeah

This is the life, bitches and Nikes
Planes and Chucks, bottles and luxury
And all the bad bitches fuck with me
And them pussy-ass niggas don't
Want none of me
This is the life, bitches and Nikes
Planes and Chucks, bottles and luxury
Sports cars in the front yard
Dream big and we live large

Uh all the gang rules apply when
You fuckin' with the guys
Brought enough so we all could get high
She with me, don't be actin' all surprised
I get more money today than you see
For the rest of your life
Tell you once, I don't gotta tell you twice
All my bitches treat me nice and
My crib feel like paradise
Ain't gon' have as much fun
As she had tonight
And if you got a plus one, everything alright
When it come to girls, I don't trust none
Khalifa kush, I'ma crush some
We gon' smoke 'til the sun come up
Ya nigga got a problem with it
Hope he don't run up i'ma take a shot
That's enough for both of us (Both of us)
And if you bring a friend, I'ma let her in
Andretti OG, that's the medicine
I'm tryna get high as the rent
Niggas comment on the smell
But I take that as a compliment
Don't fuck with no hatin' 'cause
We don't do that
We countin' up paper, no we don't lose that
Since I leveled up, I never moved back
World of weed, bringin' all the booze
Don't stress her 'cause she gon' choose

This is the life, bitches and Nikes
Planes and Chucks, bottles and luxury
And all the bad bitches fuck with me
And them pussy-ass niggas don't
Want none of me
This is the life, bitches and Nikes
Planes and Chucks, bottles and luxury
Sports cars in the front yard
Dream big and we live large