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Wiz Khalifa

Rooftops

 

Rooftops

(album: Rolling Papers - 2011)


[Wiz Khalifa:]
And they say they balling, but I do it how the pro's do
Where we going next week I let my hoes choose
No socks in my boat shoes
Guess a nigga eating good like Whole Foods
Not a couple cameras now they bring the whole crew
Bad bitch riding with me, so she pose too
See me and my guys like a plane flown through
Hella high, roll the weed up like I'm supposed to
And now I'm into big things
Own the building, you need to know the tenant rate
Getting paid still riding no shirt
Let a bitch give me brain call it homework
Niggas try hating on 'em but it don't work

A lotta shit done changed
New clothes, new car, new thangs
The same boys that used to be at the bottom came up
That's what they say
Used to not be allowed in the building
But now we on the rooftop
Used to not be allowed in the building
But now we on the rooftop

Slow money just as bad as getting no money
But learn to get good show money, that's your money
Get comfortable with it, really know money
Rich nigga shit, that really goes for me
Self made nigga, well played
I'm on the plane drinking champagne and lemonade
You tryna copy what's been done, I'm tryna innovate
And club owners getting tired of tryna ventilate, big mistake
I'm too busy finding places and trips to take
The more I smoke the more money my business make
Remember they used to be like who is this?
Now, I'm up in this bitch, they light up like independence day
When you around the real, you keep it real everyday
My niggas keep it real, so I hear what they say
Either you getting paid or you paying to play
Either you on your grind or you stay out the way

A lotta shit done changed
New clothes, new car, new thangs
The same boys that used to be at the bottom came up
That's what they say
Used to not be allowed in the building
But now we on the roof top
Used to not be allowed in the building
But now we on the roof top

[Curren$y:]
Just made a million, got another million on my schedule
The pick up on my Ferrari, you jets or you jetless
You niggas ain't help us, on second thoughts you did
They hating was the fuel for this shit
So you wrote your own check off a ho ass
Sweating bullets at home, wondering if she coming back
Whodi you a simp and she can smell it on ya
That's why you only see her when you buying stuff for her
We was sneaking in then it was general admission
Now we own the arena deciding who allowed in it
My windows ain't tinted, pimping, I ain't tripping
Had showered that shit, I'm just balling and chilling
We plotted this out, one night in the city
Now we Los Angeles, medicine cabinet twisting
Our habits are expensive, we gotta have it
TwitPicing when we get it and they mad at us, fuck them niggas

[Wiz Khalifa:]
A lotta shit done changed
New clothes, new car, new thangs
The same boys that used to be at the bottom came up
That's what they say
Used to not be allowed in the building
But now we on the rooftop
Used to not be allowed in the building
But now we on the rooftop

Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you putting in work, that's how it goes
Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you putting in work, that's how it goes
Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you putting in work, that's how it goes
Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you putting in work, that's how it goes

And if the kids tryna be like me
They probably smoking by the O
Oh, that ain't my fault though

done

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