Released on February 3, 2013

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[Verse 1: Curren$y]

Dirty ashtrays, empty bottles of champagne

Tryna find my way in this maze, which is the game

Bitches and gold chains, pistols and diamond rings

More than my fair share seen, been on the scene since I seen

Niggas make green, used my common sense, it seemed hella easy

But it took a grip a time, pimp, believe me

Just wanted to make moves while my dudes was still alive to see me

Do it like I was doin it for TV

Me and 2 Chainz blew hella trees, take your Maserati

Hot as I set em' down on Chevy seats, love, you dealin' wit a G

Your club for audio drugs, sixteen bars is a key

One mixtape is a whole barge, load it down with that sneeze

We record it, we float it in, it's movin' in them streets

The monumental movement got that music for the fiends

Be cautious, this boss shit, be mindful when you speak

Gotta read between them lines to find whats hidden in these beats


[Chorus: Curren$y]

It ain't what you wear, it's what you drive

It ain't what you drive, it's where you park

It ain't where you park, it's where you live

It ain't where you live, it's how you died

It's either how you died or who you killed, nigga, yeah

It ain't what you wear, it's what you drive

It ain't what you drive, it's where you park

It ain't where you park, it's where you live

It ain't where you live, it's how you died

It's either how you died or who you killed, yeah


[Verse 2: Young Roddy]

I used to be that nigga stealin' bicycles

Young fly nigga, til' I die I stay live nigga

So stressed out I used to blaze 'til my eyes little

Hella high pimpin' on the corner with them wild niggas

Get rich or die tryin' I got that feelin'

I'm so close to a million, and the Lord is my witness

I swear to God I love her, I'm just bad with commitment

That simply, we smoke 'til them sandwich bags empty

I burn a joint with Jaz, he talked religion

And I ain't attend church in a minute, Lord knows I need to hear this

But I been like a pilot, plottin' on my paper mission

My hustle game official, I used to hoop like Penny

Was flat broke, no pennies, had henney in my system

Big money on my mental, her ass fat as a hippo

Girl watchu' tryna' get into

From a rental, to a hoopty, to a Benzo my nigga

Oww


[Chorus: Curren$y]

It ain't what you wear, it's what you drive

It ain't what you drive, it's where you park

It ain't where you park, it's where you live

It ain't where you live, it's how you died

It's either how you died or who you killed, nigga, yeah

It ain't what you wear, it's what you drive

It ain't what you drive, it's where you park

It ain't where you park, it's where you live

It ain't where you live, it's how you died

It's either how you died or who you killed


[Verse 3: Styles P]

It's either how you die or who you killed

Where I'm from, niggas tryna move them pills

Niggas push them wheels, one shot pop in the gills

If you rappin' then I hope you get a deal

Nigga, if its where you live, I'm in the Ritz

In a mansion upstate, I'm the shit

If it's where you park, I don't park - valet parks for me

Team full of shooters on the block that'll spark for me

It ain't what you drive I get drove

Nigga I'm worldwide, across the globe

It ain't what you wear if it was, nigga I wear Nike

Polos and Jordans my whole life, and ice

If you ask me it's what you smoke

It it ain't strong get another dose

Ghost - so be careful what you rep

Salute to D-Block and the Jets, whattup


[Chorus: Curren$y]

It ain't what you wear, it's what you drive

It ain't what you drive, it's where you park

It ain't where you park, it's where you live

It ain't where you live, it's how you died

It's either how you died or who you killed, nigga, yeah

It ain't what you wear, it's what you drive

It ain't what you drive, it's where you park

It ain't where you park, it's where you live

It ain't where you live, it's how you died

It's either how you died or who you killed, yeah