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Wiz Khalifa - Rooftops ft. Curren$y (LYRICS)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa
Vocals
Curren$y
Curren$y
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Thomaz
Cameron Thomaz
Songwriter
Shante Franklin
Shante Franklin
Songwriter
Brandon Green
Brandon Green
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Damien Lewis
Damien Lewis
Assistant Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Phil Tan
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
Maejor
Maejor
Producer
Big Jerm
Big Jerm
Recording Engineer
Eric Dan
Eric Dan
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Uh, uh
[Verse 2]
(And they say they ballin') But I do it how the pro's do
Where we goin' next week, I let my hoes choose
Uh, no socks in my boat shoes
Guess a **** eating good like Whole Foods
[Verse 3]
Not a couple cameras now they bring the whole crew
Bad bitch ridin' with me, so she pose too
See me and my guys like a plane flown through
Hella high, roll weed up like I'm suppose to
[Verse 4]
And now I'm into big things
Own the building, you need to know the tenant rate
Gettin' paid still ridin' no shirt
Let a bitch give me brain call it homework
**** try hatin' on em but it don't work
[Verse 5]
A lotta shit done changed
New clothes, new cars, new things
Them same boys that use to be at the bottom
Came up, thats what they say
[Verse 6]
Use to not be allowed in the buildin'
But now we on the rooftop
Use to not be allowed in the buildin'
But now we on the rooftop (Yeah)
[Verse 7]
Uh, slow money just bad as gettin' no money
But learn to get good show money, that your money
Get comfortable with it, really know money
Rich **** shit, that really goes for me
[Verse 8]
Self made ****, well played
I'm on the plane drinkin' champagne and lemonade
You tryna copy whats been done, I'm tryna innovate
And club owners gettin' tired of tryna ventilate, big mistake
[Verse 9]
I'm too busy findin' places and trips to take
The more I smoke the more money my business make
Remember they use to be like who is this?
Now, I'm up in this bitch, they light up like Independence Day
[Verse 10]
When you around the real, you keep it real everyday
My **** keep it real, so I hear what they say
Either you gettin' paid or you payin' to play
Either you on your grind or you stay out the way
[Verse 11]
A lotta shit done changed (Yeah)
New clothes, new cars, new things (New things)
Them same boys that use to be at the bottom
Came up, thats what they say
[Verse 12]
Use to not be allowed in the buildin'
But now we on the rooftop
Use to not be allowed in the buildin'
But now we on the rooftop
[Verse 13]
Uh, just made a million, got another million on my schedule
The pick up on my Ferrari, you jets or you jet-less
You **** can't help us, on second thoughts you did
They hatin' was the fuel for this shit
[Verse 14]
So you wrote your own check old hoe ass
Sweatin' bullets at home, wonderin' if she comin' back
Whodi you a simp and she can smell it on ya
That's why you only see her when you buyin' stuff for her
[Verse 15]
We was sneakin' in then it was general admission
Now we owning the arena and decidin' who allowed in it
My windows ain't tinted, pimpin', I ain't trippin'
Had showered that shit now I'm just ballin' and chillin'
[Verse 16]
We plotted this out, one night in the city
Now we Los Angeles, medicine cabinet twistin'
Our habits are expensive, we gotta have it
Twit pickin' when we get it and they mad at us, fuck them ****
[Verse 17]
A lotta shit done changed
New clothes, new cars, new things (New things)
Them same boys that use to be at the bottom
Came up, thats what they say
[Verse 18]
Use to not be allowed in the buildin'
But now we on the rooftop
Use to not be allowed in the buildin'
But now we on the rooftop
[Verse 19]
Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you puttin' in work, that's how it goes
Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you puttin' in work, that's how it goes
Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you puttin' in work, that's how it goes
Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you puttin' in work, that's how it goes
[Verse 20]
And if the kids tryna be like me they probably smokin' by the O
Oh, that ain't my fault though
Oh
Written by: Brandon Greene, Cameron Thomaz, Shante Franklin
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