Wiz Khalifa - Rooftops Lyrics
(feat. Curren$y)[Wiz Khalifa]And they say they ballin' but I do it how the pros doWhere we goin next? we gon let my hoes chooseNo socks and my boat shoesGuess a nigga eating good like whole foodsNot a couple cameras now they bring the whole crewBad ***** ride wit me so she pose tooSee me and my guys like a plane flown throughHella high roll up weed up like I'm supposed tooAnd now I'm into big thingsOn the building you need to know the tenant rateGettin paid still ridin no shirtLet a ***** give me brain call it home workniggas try hatin' on 'em but it don't work[Chorus]Alota shit done changeNew clothes new car new thingsSayin boy they used to be at the bottomCame up that's what they sayUsed to not be allowed in the buildingBut now we on the roof topUsed to not be allowed in the buildingBut now we on the roof topSlow money just better than gettin' no moneyLearn to get good show money, that's yo moneyGet comfortable with it, really know moneyRich nigga shit, that really goes for meSelf made nigga, well playedI'm on the plane drinkin' champagne and lemonadeYou tryna copy whats done, I'm tryna innovateAnd club owners getting tired of tryna ventilateBIG MISTAKEI'm too busy finding places and trips to takeThe more I smoke the more money my business makeRemember they used to be like "who is this?"Now, I'm up in this *****, they light up like independence dayWhen you around the real, you keep it real everydayMy niggas keep it real, so I hear what they sayEither you getting paid, or you paying to playEither you on your grind or you stay out the way[Chorus][Curren$y]Uhh, just made a million, got another million on my scheduleThe pick up on my Ferrari, you jets or you jetlessYou niggas ain't help us, on second thoughts you didThey hatin was the fuel for this shit so you wrote your own check off a hoe assSweatin bullets at home, wondering if she coming back? and she she can smell it on yaThat's why you only see her when you buying stuff for herWe was sneaking in then it was general admissionNow we own the arena deciding who allowed in itOur windows ain't tinted, pimpin, I ain't trippin'Had showered that shit, I'm just ballin' and chillinWe plooted this out, one night in the cityNow we Los Angeles, medicine cabinet twistingOur habits are expensive, we gotta have itTwit-pic'ing when we get it and they mad at us***** them niggas[Chorus][Wiz Khalifa]Alotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoesWhen you putting in work, that's how it goesAlotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoesWhen you putting in work, that's how it goesAlotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoesWhen you putting in work, that's how it goesAlotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoesWhen you putting in work, that's how it goesAnd if the kids tryna be like me, they probably smoking bout an O.Oh, ain't my fault though!
