Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa
Lead Vocals
Curren$y
Curren$y
Vocals
Ryan Neitznick
Ryan Neitznick
Guitar
ID Labs
ID Labs
Programming
Sledgren
Sledgren
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Thomaz
Cameron Thomaz
Songwriter
Edward Murray
Edward Murray
Songwriter
Eric Dan
Eric Dan
Songwriter
Jeremy Kulousek
Jeremy Kulousek
Songwriter
Shante Franklin
Shante Franklin
Songwriter
Zachary Vaughan
Zachary Vaughan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa
Executive Producer
Eric Dan
Eric Dan
Mixing Engineer
Will Dzombak
Will Dzombak
Executive Producer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
ID Labs
ID Labs
Producer
Sledgren
Sledgren
Producer
Andrew Drucker
Andrew Drucker
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh
Got no time for the conversations or funny shit
****, only the reals who I get my money with
Used to turn on the T-V, seen what I want
And now the same one I dreamed about, the same one I'm stuntin' in
In the six-two, almost twenty-six
And e'ry **** that I'm with got a zip
I look at this shit as one big table
And best believe e'ry **** I'm with gotta 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'
[Verse 2]
What they don't talk about, the kids 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
Twenty-five and not dead
[Verse 3]
I'm tryna tell you somethin', this shit's real
When you work hard to get it, that how you feel
Them haters talk but they knowin' they ain't in the way, no
We started small to them houses in the hills
To the houses in the hills
Houses in the hills
Houses in the hills
To them houses in them hills
[Verse 4]
Yeah
You make a little money, take care and right yourself
And people start comin' up with they hand out
People take their stresses and make them yours
Well, that's just what comes with bein' a man
I try to do all that I can to make sure that my son grow up
Without havin' to see half of the stuff I've been through
But in life we al got our own path
Don't understand that by now, you won't begin to
[Verse 5]
Cop another Rolex or Porsche, try and get even with me
Pulled up to the club, swear it looked like I hard 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 **** that in the classroom
Or how to make your people better by takin' knowledge and spreadin' it
Instead of bein' in the game, bein' ahead of it
In a better whip
[Verse 6]
I'm tryna tell you somethin', this shit's real
(Shit) When you work hard to get it, that how you feel (God)
Them haters talk but they knowin' they ain't in the way, no
We started small to them houses in the hills
(Hunnid mil) To them houses in the hills
Houses in the hills (Yeah)
Houses in the hills
To them houses in them hills
To them houses in them hills
[Verse 7]
Uh, thousand dollar benefit plates
No matter how high the stakes, **** never outta place
Now I'm high, Empire State
Drunk stumblin', never will I tumble
Fall 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' fo' lanes like Jay and Jermaine
[Verse 8]
Killin' beats, visitin' grave site and pissin' champagne
I been in the crib enjoyin' my hobbies
Suckas 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 to have house on the hill and the world on a string
[Verse 9]
I'm tryna tell you somethin', this shit's real
When you work hard to get it, that how you feel
Them haters talk but they knowin' they ain't in the way, no
We started small to them houses in the hills
(We ain't gon' stop, Taylor Gang) We started small to them houses in the hills
(All my **** rollin' paper planes with me since day one) We started small to them houses in the hills
[Verse 10]
Now we here
And the work don't stop, ****
Blacc Hollywood
We gon' keep creatin'
Yeah
Written by: Cameron Thomaz, Edward Murray, Eric Dan, Jeremy Kulousek, Shante Franklin, Zachary Vaughan
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