[Verse 1: My nigga Bongo hooked it up, Omar gon' dip my today Or at that's what he say But I take e'rything a grain of salt In things fall apart, I won't be the one that fault Full on them haters, we will never halt Smash on it, money, pounds of weed, gallons of gas Seven in the driveway, four more parked in the grass Neighborhood beautification Put a notice on my front door, they ain't fucking it But I switching - they gon' have to deal with it My name on that deed, that's me And in the next ten minutes, I suggest you My dogs is and only taking orders from G's Respect it or it, at your throat like a necklace Money well invested is money in that Jet
[Hook: Bonney] If you look up, you can see me fly by B-baaahh, If you look up, you can see me fly by B-baaahh,
2: Curren$y] Still on a mission, though not for Ski Beatz He in the passenger seat occasionally taking a pull of the And waving at land lovers from 30, 000 feet I'm at Zone, copping car covers for my fleet cause I'm always gone But them birds living high in pines always home Shitting on the roof, hood, and the kill you know how it is, but enough of it Back to the which is nothing but whatever this G13 help me come up with Presidential high, Only fuck with trill Jet misses, never with a sucker bitch Get a nigga popped, crossed, on some whole other That's why I'm somewhere uncharted with a boss Spending this rap money than I can count the shit