No Clout Chasin Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

[Intro]
Hah, good one, Richard
Z cooking on the track

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Some of them supposed to go, some of them supposed to stay
I ain't tryna ruin yours, I'm tryna make a way, yeah
I be at the top, that's my favorite place
That money gonna come, I don't gotta chase it
Them bitches gonna come, I don't gotta chase em
I'ma keep getting love, I don't gotta chase it
Diamonds in my chain, watch, and my bracelet
Got love for all my dawgs, I don't gotta chase it

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
They say I smoke too much, I say I don't smoke enough
You ain't dealing with what I'm dealing with, bruh
Remembering when the crib I lived in didn't look like this
The carpet had burn holes, nigga, we was in there smoking
And thinking on how to grab us some mid
Me and my dog was close to going half on a chopper
And like a pound of weed and just lockin' in and gettin' it
But then lightening hit
Wasn't trying to change the world
But we fucked around and did it
Kept all my cars, but I kept trading in woman
Neon lights spell out my company name on the side of the building
It's going down in my life, baby girl, but I really be chilling
Reminiscing, lost wages, bum deals
I should've ran magnifying glasses on them pages and that's for real, yeah