Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rooftops, artist - Wiz Khalifa.
Date of issue: 25.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rooftops |
And they say they ballin', but I do it how the pro’s do |
Where we goin' next week I let my hoes choose |
No socks in my boat shoes |
Guess a nigga eatin' good like Whole Foods |
Not a couple cameras now they bring the whole crew |
Bad bitch ridin' with me, so she pose too |
See me and my guys like a plane flown through |
Hella high, roll up weed up like I’m supposed to |
And now I’m into big things |
Own the building, you need to know the tenant rate |
Gettin' paid still ridin' no shirt |
Let a bitch give me brain call it homework |
Niggas try hatin' on 'em but it don’t work |
A lotta shit done changed |
New clothes, new car, new thangs |
The same boys that used to be at the bottom came up |
That’s what they say |
Used to not be allowed in the building |
But now we on the rooftop |
Used to not be allowed in the building |
But now we on the rooftop |
Slow money just as bad as gettin' no money |
But learn to get good show money, that’s your money |
Get comfortable with it, really know money |
Rich nigga shit, that really goes for me |
Self made nigga, well played |
I’m on the plane drinkin' champagne and lemonade |
You tryna copy what’s done, I’m tryna innovate |
And club owners gettin' tired of tryna ventilate, big mistake |
I’m too busy findin' places and trips to take |
The more I smoke the more money my business make |
Remember they used to be like who is this? |
Now, I’m up in this bitch, they light up like independance day |
When you around the real, you keep it real everyday |
My niggas keep it real, so I hear what they say |
Either you gettin' paid or you payin' to play |
Either you on your grind or you stay out the way |
A lotta shit done changed |
New clothes, new car, new thangs |
The same boys that used to be at the bottom came up |
That’s what they say |
Used to not be allowed in the building |
But now we on the roof top |
Used to not be allowed in the building |
But now we on the roof top |
Just made a million, got another million on my schedule |
The pick up on my Ferrari, you jets or you jetless |
You niggas ain’t help us, on second thoughts you did |
They hatin' was the fuel for this shit |
So you wrote your own check off a ho ass |
Sweatin' bullets at home, wonderin' if she comin' back |
Whodi you a simp and she can smell it on ya |
That’s why you only see her when you buyin' stuff for her |
We was sneakin' in then it was general admission |
Now we own the arena decidin' who allowed in it |
My windows ain’t tinted, pimpin', I ain’t trippin' |
Had showered that shit, I’m just ballin' and chillin' |
We plotted this out, one night in the city |
Now we Los Angeles, medicine cabinet twistin' |
Our habits are expensive, we gotta have it |
TwitPicin' when we get it and they mad at us, fuck them niggas |
A lotta shit done changed |
New clothes, new car, new thangs |
The same boys that used to be at the bottom came up |
That’s what they say |
Used to not be allowed in the building |
But now we on the rooftop |
Used to not be allowed in the building |
But now we on the rooftop |
Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes |
When you puttin' in work, that’s how it goes |
Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes |
When you puttin' in work, that’s how it goes |
Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes |
When you puttin' in work, that’s how it goes |
Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes |
When you puttin' in work, that’s how it goes |
And if the kids tryna be like me |
They probably smokin' by the O |
Oh, that ain’t my fault though |