House In The Hills

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Got no time for the conversations or funny shit Nigga, only the reals who I get my money with Used to turn on the TV, see what I want And now the same one I dreamed about, the same one I'm stuntin' in In the 6-2, almost 26 And every nigga that I'm with got a zip I look at this shit as one big table and best believe every nigga I'm with got a sit They try to hold us back, paint a picture of us, then sell it straight to the public You young, black, then you thuggin' What they don't talk about the kid that came from nothin' Who stuck to what he believed in and turned himself into something great They should use that story to motivate But instead they'd rather focus on the fact that he's a pothead Not the fact there's not a lot where I lived 25 and not dead [Hook:] I'm tryna tell you somethin', this shit's real When you work hard to get it that's how you feel The man that start what they knew and they ain't (?) away We started small to them houses in the hills To them houses in the hills Houses in the hills Houses in the hills To them houses in them hills [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] You make a little money, take care and right yourself And people start coming up with they hand out People take their stresses and make them yours Well that's just what comes with being a man I try to do all that I can to make sure that My son grow up without having to see half of the stuff I've been through But in life we all got our own path Don't understand that by now you won't begin to Cop another Rollex or Porsche try and get even with me Pulled up to the club, swear it looked like the dealer with me Cause we had so many cars it was stupid So I don't see a reason to try and reason with me Made a couple million and fast too They ain't teach a young nigga that in the classroom Or how to make your people better by taking knowledge and spreadin' it Instead bein' in the game, be ahead of it, in a better whip [Hook:] [Verse 3: Curren$y] Thousand dollar benefit plates No matter how high the stakes, niggas never outta place Now I'm high, Empire State Drunk stumblin', never will I tumble far from grace I'm one of them under-celebrated greats Under the influence of what Uncle Snoop threw me Soon as I stepped off the plane Switchin' four lanes like Jay and Jermaine Killin' beats, visitin' grave sites and pissin' champagne I been in the crib enjoying my habits Suckers figured this'll be the perfect time to try me Try me Assumptions that I'm lunchin', gettin' sloppy I'm just gettin' better, seasoned veteran Eagle eye perspective, scope before I go in Come out with the whole hen A dollar and a dream Have a house on the hill and the world on a screen [Hook:]