音樂影片
音樂影片
積分
演出藝人
Curren$y
演出者
DJ.Fresh
演出者
詞曲
Shante Franklin
詞曲創作
Marqus Brown
詞曲創作
Paul Slayton
詞曲創作
Devion Toussant
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
DJ.Fresh
製作人
Shawn Beats
製作人
Mark Breezy
執行製作
Flu
錄音師
Dirty Decibelz
混音師
Million Dollar Snare
母帶工程師
歌詞
[Chorus]
Same thing everyday, **** got to press the line
Make sure that I add to the paper stack before I go back inside
**** rolled up a fat one
I got the hard top fold and the red one
Hella cars, lowriders and the fast ones
Press the poll track door when you stash some'
This a selfie junt, I don't pass nothing
Fuck did you come out the house without no gas, son?
Self made, hand out, never asked for
And the Porsche console, got the passport
[Verse 1]
Yeah, her ass fat, but her mind whack
I don't think it cost some other **** to kick it with you
I'm 'bout business and the figures associated with it
I got rich by proving suckers wrong, who didn't listen?
The game encrypted in every verse, ****
I seen you bringing that girl lunch to work, ****
She clocked out, came straight to my turf, ****
Jet life, I ain't trippin', hoes surf in it
[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, same thing everyday
**** got to press the line
Make sure that I add to my paper stack before I go back inside
Just rolled up a fat one, I got the hard top fold and the red one
Hella cars, lowriders and the fast ones
Press the poll track door when you stash some'
This a selfie junt, I don't pass nothing
Fuck did you come out the house without no gas, son?
Self made, hand out, never asked for
And the Porsche console, got the passport
[Bridge]
DJ Fresh
Paul Wall paper, aye, aye
[Verse 2]
I'm on the grind, getting mine post-haste
It's money to be made, not a moment to waste
Trying to block me from my paper, please about face
I got expensive taste, big paper I chase
Big faces in my pocket, plus the bread in the bank
If you think the game is easy, then you did not think
Dedication to the mission, with precision I aim
I'm onto the next hustle, I don't care who's to blame
When the plans went south, I climbed my way out
Put that shit in the past, found another route
Nothing's going to stop me from stacking my commas up
Partner, I'ma grind till my time is up
As long as Cadillac keep making cars and Johnny make chains
I'ma find a way to stack me some change
It's diamonds on my fangs and candy on my drop
And all of it came from the black top, from grinding, getting guap
You know what I'm talmbout?
You know what I'm saying?
[Chorus]
Yeah, same thing everyday
**** got to press the line
Make sure that I add to my paper stack before I go back inside
Just rolled up a fat one, I got the hard top fold and the red one
Hella cars, lowriders and the fast ones
Press the poll track door when you stash some'
This a selfie junt, I don't pass nothing
Fuck did you come out the house without no gas, son?
Self made, hand out, never asked for
And the Porsche console, got the passport
This a selfie junt, I don't pass nothing
Fuck did you come out the house without no gas, son?
Self made, hand out, never asked for
And the Porsche console, got the passport
Written by: Devion Toussant, Marqus Brown, Paul Slayton, Shante Franklin


