[Verse 1: Curren$y] I ride around in my Rolls wearing a Rollie you roll Basketball shorts, 3 cones and both of my phones I'm waiting on real n***as to call Closing on my home A little spot to park cars, like that f**ing bong I'm smoking that Cali strong, never leave it alone I got love for that place, sure as my Daytons is chrome As I look over the game, I see where it's going wrong We letting too much slide, royals neglecting the throne Essence is stepping upon, radio lettin' em' Children is singing along, brainwashed coming up They whole perception is thrown, as to what the game really is
Too many s**as getting away with that silly sh** Pink champagne let my pinky ring lift Extend as I sip, diamonds spring marvelous Ballin' with the hunger of a starving artist It's hard to sleep on the sound of that money calling I'm rolling the dice, controlling the price Manufacture and distribute all in one night Shots called by the one that you gotta see Piano Man, gold fingers, musical keys They all come to me, they all come to me Music by the key My weed instrumentals