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[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]

Got no time for the conversations or funny shit

Nigga, only the reals who I get my money with

Used to turn on the TV, see what I want

And now the same one I dreamed about, the same one I'm stuntin' in

In the 6-2, almost 26

And every nigga that I'm with got a zip

I look at this shit as one big table and best believe every nigga I'm with got a sit

They try to hold us back, paint a picture of us, then sell it straight to the public

You young, black, then you thuggin'

What they don't talk about the kid that came from nothin'

Who stuck to what he believed in and turned himself to something great

They should use that story to motivate

But instead they'd rather focus on the fact that he's a pothead

Not the fact there's not a lot where I lived

25 and not dead


I'm tryna tell you somethin', this shit's real

When you work hard to get it that's how you feel

The man that start what they knew and they ain't [?] away

We started small to them houses in the hills

To them houses in the hills

Houses in the hills

Houses in the hills

To them houses in them hills

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

You make a little money, take care and right yourself

And people start coming up with they hand out

People take their stresses and make them yours

Well that's just what comes with being a man

I try to do all that I can to make sure that

My son grow up without having to see half of the stuff I've been through

But in life we all got our own path

Don't understand that by now you won't begin to

Cop another Rollex or Porsche try and get even with me

Pulled up to the club, swear it looked like the dealer with me

Cause we had so many cars it was stupid

So I don't see a reason to try and reason with me

Made a couple million and fast too

They ain't teach a young nigga that in the classroom

Or how to make your people better by taking knowledge and spreadin' it

Not being in the game but ahead of it


[Verse 3: Curren$y]

Thousand dollar benefit plates

No matter how high the stakes, niggas never outta place

Now I'm high, Empire State

Drunk stumblin', never will I tumble far from grace

I'm one of them under-celebrated greats

Under the influence of what Uncle Snoop threw me

Soon as I stepped off the plane

Switchin' four lanes like Jay and Jermaine

Killin' beats, visitin' grave sites and pissin' champagne

I been in the crib enjoying my hobbies

Suckers figured this'll be the perfect time to try me

Try me

Assumptions that I'm lunchin', gettin' sloppy

I'm just gettin' better, seasoned veteran

Eagle eye perspective, scope before I go in

Come out with the whole hen

A dollar and a dream

Have a house on the hill and the world on a screen


Wiz Khalifa - House In The Hills (feat. Curren$y) – текст

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