All Work
Curren$y Lyrics

Heaven, crib big, it's like a church
I feel like I'm going straight to heaven and my house is big and grand like a church

My first ride in a Phantom was With my homie Lil Wayne Now I got one myself and I'm Ridin' in my own lane
I rode in a fancy car with Lil Wayne and now I have my own, driving on my own path

Me and my brother got labels and Got 'em both on my chain Jet Life, nigga, Taylor Gang, yeah It's all the same
My brother and I have record labels and I represent both with pride, and even though we have different names, they're all the same under our lifestyle

Then I flew out to Memphis with A pound and some champagne I poured it with Dolph Then flew home to my vault Smoking one in celebration Fendi P just bought a Porsche
I traveled to Memphis with a large amount of marijuana and champagne, drank it with Dolph, went back home to my safe, smoked in celebration, and knew Fendi P bought a new Porsche

Spitta never fallin' off He'll forever be a boss And I never switched the sauce Been myself from square one Rep the 'jects, that I done That Corvette ZR1 I'm not there, I'm on The run, gettin' checks, more to come
I am always bossing and never falling off, sticking to my sauce and always being true to myself since the beginning while representing my roots. I am not present to show off my Corvette ZR1, but rather focusing on getting more money while on the run

Both my pinkies, both my wrists lit Up like I'm on the sun, wait
Both my fingers are sparkling from the diamonds on my rings, and both my wrists are covered in expensive watches, shining like they're on the sun

I just motivate all the hustlers Especially the dealers (yeah) All my bitches my bitches and All my niggas my niggas Yeah, I'm all 'bout my figures (Yup) , I ran all out of feelings (Yup)
I inspire all the hard workers, especially drug dealers, and all the women and men in my life are valuable to me. I am focused on making money and don't have any more emotional capacity

Rollin' weed up while I'm counting, my Lil' bitch think that I'm brilliant, ayy Rollin' out the pound (Pound) , pour it 'til it's dirty (Raw) Eatin' pancakes, drinking champagne It's just 12: 30 (Damn)
I am multitasking by rolling up weed and counting money while my girl thinks I am amazing. I am also rolling a large amount of weed and pouring it until it's gone while enjoying pancakes and champagne at 12:30 PM

All this ice around my neck It got your girl flirting (Woah) I'm a legend where I'm from, nigga Like Pee Wee Kirkland (Ayy) You a pussy where you from, nigga Like Pee-wee Herman (Damn)
The diamonds on my neck are mesmerizing to your girl and I am a legendary figure in my hometown like Pee Wee Kirkland. You, on the other hand, are weak and inconsequential like Pee-wee Herman

Seven gram blunt, half OG, half sherbet (Woo) Five chains, two rings, and my Rollie on (Ayy, ayy) they say he on that mob shit I feel like Al Capone
I am smoking a large blunt of two different strains, wearing multiple chains and rings while also flaunting my Rolex. People say I am part of the mob scene, and I feel like a notorious gangster like Al Capone

I'm going straight to heaven Crib big just like a church I'm going straight to heaven Crib big just like a church I'm going straight to heaven Crib big just like a church fresh to death I should've pulled up in a fuckin' hearse Rap game, dope game, yeah, it's all work Rap game, dope game, tell me, what's worse?
I am confident that I am going to heaven with my huge mansion and luxurious lifestyle, feeling fresh and fashionable. While others might see me as all talk, the rap and drug scene require constant work and hustle, so what's the difference?