Next To It (Remix)

(Kurt Rock Remix) Intro: Lupe Fiasco] What it say? Next to it, to it, to it, to it, to it, to it Ne-next to it, to it, to it, to it, to it, to it [Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Money ain't shit when there's wealth next to it Wealth ain't shit when there's health next to it In the lane, with nobody else next to it Ain't get here by myself, lot of help next to it Word to Chilly Chill, that's myself let's do it First and fifteenth en-t, FNF music Album number five, aye nigga, let's do it Don't say my name, 'less my city next to it Anything look good with a titty next to it And the titty got a face that's pretty next to it Riding 'round town something really exclusive Bump a little Pac with some Biggie next to it Nigga, that's love with a twist next to it Nigga, that's a blood with a crip next to it At the Bulls game, like a tree gift next to it Yes, nigga, that's the floor and I sit next to it Let's do it [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign] Everything look better with a bitch next to it Rollie on the wrist, let's do this Top down on a whip that's roofless Ain't impressed, it's the bitch that do it, let's do it Club ain't turned 'less some bitches into it, it's the bitch that do it [Verse 2: Kurt Rock] A penny ain't shit if a quarter Next to it A quarter ain't shit if gold Next to it Gold is the kind to make you say move it, while you get get in the ford & motherfuckin cruise it A ford ain't shit if a foreign next to it All these fake rappers get the lambo & dont have nothing while they're cshing out till they fall out Your career ain't shit if you dont have an album next to it Your Album ain't shit if you dont have sales next to it Sales ain't shit if you dont have a grammy next to it And your Album dont do well on tour you might have to have some booze next to it Be like Pusha T & have dope next to it Then tell you to move it All around the block with drugs and a Glock next to it A Glock ain't shit if an AK next to it An AK ain't shit if a bomb next to it Anything sell good with a model next to it because, guys wanna see her not the fucking product tho Nick Cannon's career ain't shit if mariah ain't next to it My new kick's have Michael Jordan's name next to it Yo Bitch say shit lets do it [Hook] [Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco] Nigga, my hood feel like heaven, with third world's next to it But nigga we good and we'll be even better With thirty girls next to us Yeah, the White House had a trap next to it Yeah, nigga, that's a fact next to it My house had a trap next to it Aye, nigga, where's the house, let's do it Your chest ain't shit 'less a chain next to it Chain ain't shit 'less gold next to it But gold ain't shit when a diamond next to it Your beat ain't shit 'less I'm rhyming next to it, huh, huh Shining next to it, shit ain't real can't find her next to it Nigga, let's park it on the red carpet Grammy Awards, my momma next to it Let's do it