S.D.L. Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
I work hard for everything, so why not salute?
They say a grind pays baby, all I got is proof
And a Swedish broad badder than my main bitch
Cigarillo rolled, you smell it when it ain’t lit
She don’t cook well, but she give me sweet brain
Make a rapper turn singer like T-Pain
Got her stayin’ up late; wakin’ up, bake
And to think this the life that I chose?
Arguing with attendants who’ve shorted my flight clothes
And every girl I fuck, feel like her boyfriend might know
Smokin’ all this weed as it smells, my weed come in barrels
Fuck wit bitches who fiend for Gucci and need her Chanel
Nigga, I’m higher off life so my eyes low
Can’t wait to see what’s in the future but I drive slow
And wait for the picture
Hated, now they say I can’t miss like mister

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
All of this smokin’
Oh you, got me thinkin’
And all of this dreamin’, I’m supposed to
Live life like, the weekend
Don’t know where I’m goin’
Cause I’m gone, On to
Show you succeeding
Yeah I’ve been livin’, Smokin’
Smokin’ Dreamin’ Livin’