(Intro: Curren$y)

Live the life a nigga die for

Wish ya wife would be my side ho

Never seen a nigga fly where

Take a ride inside a '64

Hop out ask him what his info

He ain't tell ya but his bitch know

Getting to the figures that addition digits flipping triple tell him gimme mo'

Sent ya bitch to the corner store

Bag of chips and a 40 Row

They ain't mine but the chips is

Go give the beer to my big bro

(Verse 1: Mr. Marcelo)

House full of bitches, weed in the kitchen

Hell yeah, nigga we living

And all these bitches tryna get a real nigga, even when a nigga ain't pitching

A real OG in my city, lil nigga, motherfucker better ask around

I always have been a standup guy so it ain't no backing down

I used to make [?] off beepers, now I make [?] off beats

Hustle all night, pray all day I'll sleep when I'm 6 feet deep

Pops used to sip Ol' E, moms sip Henn on the rocks

And I did coming up as a kid, is smoke big blunts like Ox

I used to have dreams like ML King, then I start acting like Malcolm X

I always did have a lot of money, I always did get a lot of respect

Debit, credit, cash, purp, kush, hash

Shit to real to be standing still, so OG's be chasing bags

(Chorus: Curren$y)

All them bitches insane, all them bitches insane

All my whips is insane, yeah, yeah

All them niggas is lame, diamonds all in my chain

Hoes just after my fame, yeah, yeah

All them bitches the same, all them bitches the same

All my whips is the same, diamonds all in my chain

All them niggas is lame, that money just ain't a thang

Them bitches just after my fame

(Verse 2: T.Y.)

Look, I told that bitch, don't be catching feelings and shit

Right after I hit, I'm mashing off in that new Benz

Motherfuck them tints, want you to see me and my friends

When we steerin the Bent', ain't gon kill you with a ratchet

But with the way I live, yea

She gon shake that for some tips

But I'm not gon give a shit, I'm gon spend that on some rims

Stomp a nigga in some Timbs

Just because they want pretend

Like they gangsters but they really pussy boy your sister told me what it is

Wake up and I grind for breakfast, I stunt so hard that I can not help it

Yea that Jet Life I'm gon rep it

All these bitches the same, I just gotta accept it

Don't slam my door when you ride with me, ho

Yea, you cross the line and I come for your throat

(Chorus: Curren$y)

All them bitches insane, all them bitches the same

All my whips is insane, yeah, yeah

All them niggas is lame, diamonds all in my chain

Hoes just after my fame, yeah, yeah

All them bitches the same, all them bitches the same

All my whips is the same, diamonds all in my chain

All them niggas is lame, that money just ain't a thang

Them bitches just after my fame