| Never half ass, only get the dopest from me | 
| Rollin with the homie Ski | 
| My dog Fatts | 
| LBC | 
| Even if the pot was to drop and break | 
| Fiends’ll still pay top dollar | 
| For the shake flakes, they could scrape | 
| Eating off these fine rhymes, like china plates | 
| Instrumentals in my Bentley on the interstate | 
| Millionares relate, cause I talk money | 
| My niggas on the grind say I talk foreign | 
| Using this art as a talk forum | 
| To spark notions, to start motion | 
| Hope for the hopeless | 
| Ain’t know it when I wrote it | 
| But my lines saved a man life | 
| When I met him he told me | 
| In a meet and greet line with a jernt | 
| Him and his girl rolled for me | 
| Thats why I keep going G, Totally | 
| Never half ass, only get the dopest from me | 
| Rolling with the homie Ski | 
| Smoking that spoken warrior tree | 
| Green leaves, frosty with THC | 
| Produce mo', Studio Judo | 
| Sell out shows to cop mo' Chevy 2 Do’s | 
| Build another house just for me to park those | 
| This is Curren$y in muthafuckin' boss mode | 
| Currently running that Pilot Talk code | 
| Now raise your glasses if you want mo' | 
| We in the house like your closet though | 
| Im in yo bitch like a spinal chord | 
| All up her back nigga, you don’t like that | 
| But she love it, thats why she does it | 
| Never displaying affection when we out in public | 
| Cause muthafuckas looking, and shit’ll look ugly | 
| So walk right past me homegirl, and do not say nuttin' | 
| Secret locations we meet at, and then we cuttin' | 
| Money discussions, when my bottom | 
| Imma' pack twin Louis Vuitton duffle’s | 
| We coming up, with another plan to get it | 
| Make sure the truck big enough to load all the cash in it | 
| Ferrari’s 40-Yard Dashing | 
| Vanishing, behind gated mansion’s | 
| Smoking to the fact we always know that we would have it | 
| It’s turning out greater than we even had imagined | 
| Bored with some luxuries, I never thought I’d haven’t | 
| Im just happy that when I see my momma she laughing | 
| Stashing more weight, just incase she asks me | 
| But she’ll never need it cause she’ll already have it | 
| All of this coming from rapping bout | 
| Last night action | 
| Last night madness | 
| These other rappers is not even challenging | 
| Or raising the bar | 
| They sneaking under it | 
| Or trying to crawl past it | 
| We trying make classics here | 
| Throw that other shit in the trash its weird | 
| My dog Fatts | 
| LBC |