Above

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
From the stage to the bus to the studio
Spit drugs on beats
Niggas ain't fucking with a G
Untouchable, bitches won't fuck with you
If I'm coming through they rather have a chance at the man
Comfortable in my d boy stance
Riding with Tiny C-Style in the Lamb
Long beach smoke 28 grams
Assisted the pass look off the plane took off
Niggas get laid down over what they stood for
Casualties of a fucking hood war
Shit raw tryna live above the law
Spit Xan bars Ima cop another car
Your boy been a man from the motherfucking start
These other niggas lack the fucking heart
These other niggas just bitches and
Some of these bitches just tired fucking broads
It's like I bought the whole motherfucking mall
On my bus for the Pilot Talk tour
Surge protector I got plugs for you
Drugs all I'm the motherfucking drug store

[Verse 2: Mr. Marcelo]
I came up on that street
Cash shit
Nowadays I'm on my check shit
I wake and bake and count bread for breakfast
Learn how to get more money by investing
But as a youngin' niggas couldn't tell me nothing
I was always on my wild wild west shit
City on my fitted, hood on my hoodie
Blowing on good like nigga what's goodie
OG been looking like money
Benz 500 just doing 120
Motherfuckers know real when they see it
You could get straight A's but you still can't Be it
Yeah, burner on tuck
Looking at niggas like who want what
[?] boy I been on game 5 dollar ass niggas I will make change
And you could put the house on it
But I ain't going out like Tony
A1 day one in these streets
Niggas living in the mud so they got to wear cleats
Beep beep for the money boy
Ain't nothing soft about me I go hard
Big dog in the yard of these streets
Started as a indian but now I am a chief
OG