On G’s
Curren$y Lyrics


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On G's
Niggas ain't fucking with my team, at all
Fall back dog
If it ain't about no loot I can't get at y'all

On G's
Niggas ain't fucking with my team, at all
Fall back dog
If it ain't about no cheese I can't get at y'all

At ease, as I move with my jet set feeling the breeze
I'm in yo ear like a death threat
Got you wonderin' if I played my best hand yet
You ain't seen nothin'
I'm in yo house like plumbin'
In and out of yo woman
And I'm up gettin' high 'cause my crew up and comin'

Different chapters of my establishment
Posted up where it's cold, refrigerator magnets
Then it's back to the N-O, lab life, stacking rapper chips
Rhyme a few bars to buy my homies some cars
Then I say a few poems and buy my moms a new home
Spitta kush king, bong next to my throne
Scribble in my notepad 'bout my city's wrongs
And I try to make it right through these songs
It's niggas tryna make it through the night, let alone make a million
Get it on nigga and show off when you get it

And on the set, shit get live, it's all action
But where I'm from, shit get real, it's no acting
In the 12th grade with 20 grand in my khakis
Life under the scope, them bitches keep looking at me
But picture living where these niggas don't feel a thing
This wicked world got a nigga numb, free from pain
And all that dirt I did, I still remain without a stain
So I twist it, smoke it by myself, clear my brain

Them sober nights drove a nigga damn near insane
I saw it all but never will I tell a thing
Can't think of one thing to lose, and 'bout a million things to gain
So I charge this to the game
But soon as I got my change, they say I changed maine
They told me state my name, I'm Roddy from the planes maine
These unfamiliar faces lookin' at me strange maine
But I'm no lame, these niggas know what I claim
I keep it trill to the jet, I put that shit there on the Jets

Through the lights, cameras, and flashes bong snappin' and action, I'm
Focused on this paper, money transactions is what I'm after playa
Was taught as a youngin' to move smart and get my weight up
Federal reserves papers by the layers, and weed by the acres
Bitches by the dozen, just watch me come up from nothin' hata
Greater things await for those who remain patient
Yeah that's real talk, matter fact a true statement
But still I grind 'cause in the end I want more than Nathan

Smokin' kush, tryna ease them thought with vapors
But my mind stuck on gettin' big faces
Racin' toward the guap, these niggas still chasin'
Runnin' in place, tryna catch up with they replacements
Made it to the majors, live from the basement
Straight to the rooftop with spacious living spaces




With cases of the Clicquot, trees in different flavors
Runnin' the game the OGs gave us

Overall Meaning

The song "On G's" by Curren$y Ft. Young Roddy and Trademark talks about their team and how nobody can mess with them unless they have something worthy to offer. The song starts with a warning to fall back unless one has some loot or cheese to offer, indicating that they only deal with profitable things. Curren$y mentions his jet-setting lifestyle, moving at ease while feeling the breeze, and how he's always a step ahead of his competition. He talks about being in his fans' ears like a death threat and wonders if he's played his best hand yet. He further talks about his comings and goings with women, his high crew and the wrongs in his city.


The second verse talks about coming up from nothing and making a name for oneself. Young Roddy talks about being focused on making money and doing it in a smart way. He reminisces about the times where he had nothing and how he came up from the basement. He mentions that greater things await those with patience, but he's still grinding because he wants more than nothing. The verse ends with him running the game that OGs gave to them.


Line by Line Meaning

Niggas ain't fucking with my team, at all
No one is able to compete with my crew


Fall back dog
Step back and give us some space


If it ain't about no cheese I can't get at y'all
If the conversation isn't about money, it's not worth our time


At ease, as I move with my jet set feeling the breeze
I'm calm and relaxed as I travel in luxury


I'm in yo ear like a death threat
My words are powerful and leave an impact


Got you wonderin' if I played my best hand yet
You're left curious if I've already peaked


You ain't seen nothin'
You haven't witnessed my full potential


I'm in yo house like plumbin'
I am all over your life and your mind


In and out of yo woman
I come and go in your life and relationships


And I'm up gettin' high 'cause my crew up and comin'
I'm celebrating my success with my team


Different chapters of my establishment
Diverse aspects of my life's story


Posted up where it's cold, refrigerator magnets
I am staying grounded and humble despite my success


Then it's back to the N-O, lab life, stacking rapper chips
I return home to New Orleans to work on music and make money


Rhyme a few bars to buy my homies some cars
I use my talent to financially help out my friends


Then I say a few poems and buy my moms a new home
I use my success to make my mother's life better


Spitta kush king, bong next to my throne
I am a master of smoking weed and have earned my throne


Scribble in my notepad 'bout my city's wrongs
I write lyrics about the problems of my hometown


And I try to make it right through these songs
I use my music to try and make a positive difference


It's niggas tryna make it through the night, let alone make a million
Some people are struggling just to survive day-to-day


Get it on nigga and show off when you get it
Work hard and be proud of your achievements


And on the set, shit get live, it's all action
Excitement and energy fill the air on set


But where I'm from, shit get real, it's no acting
Everyday life in my hometown can be dangerous


In the 12th grade with 20 grand in my khakis
I had a lot of money at a young age


Life under the scope, them bitches keep looking at me
People are always watching and judging me


But picture living where these niggas don't feel a thing
Imagine living in a dangerous environment where violence is normal


This wicked world got a nigga numb, free from pain
The hardships of the world have desensitized me


And all that dirt I did, I still remain without a stain
I have done questionable things but haven't been caught


So I twist it, smoke it by myself, clear my brain
I use weed to help me relax and meditate


Them sober nights drove a nigga damn near insane
Being sober can be mentally taxing


I saw it all but never will I tell a thing
I have witnessed illegal activities but will keep it to myself


Can't think of one thing to lose, and 'bout a million things to gain
I see more opportunities than potential losses


So I charge this to the game
I accept the ups and downs of life as they come


But soon as I got my change, they say I changed maine
People criticize me for adapting to my new circumstances


They told me state my name, I'm Roddy from the planes maine
People want to know who I am and where I come from


These unfamiliar faces lookin' at me strange maine
I am surrounded by unfamiliar people who judge me


But I'm no lame, these niggas know what I claim
I am not weak and people know my values


I keep it trill to the jet, I put that shit there on the Jets
I am always honest and loyal to my crew, Jet Life


Through the lights, cameras, and flashes bong snappin' and action, I'm
Despite the attention and pressure, I remain focused and chill


Focused on this paper, money transactions is what I'm after playa
My priority is making money


Was taught as a youngin' to move smart and get my weight up
I was raised to be strategic and financially successful


Federal reserves papers by the layers, and weed by the acres
I am accumulating wealth through money and marijuana


Bitches by the dozen, just watch me come up from nothin' hata
I am rising to the top and proving doubters wrong


Greater things await for those who remain patient
Good things will come to those who wait


Yeah that's real talk, matter fact a true statement
That statement is accurate and true


But still I grind 'cause in the end I want more than Nathan
I work hard because I want to be successful


Smokin' kush, tryna ease them thought with vapors
I am smoking weed to relax and clear my mind


But my mind stuck on gettin' big faces
I am still focused on making a lot of money


Racin' toward the guap, these niggas still chasin'
I am working hard to make money while others are falling behind


Runnin' in place, tryna catch up with they replacements
Others are struggling to keep up with new, more successful people


Made it to the majors, live from the basement
I've achieved a high level of success despite humble beginnings


Straight to the rooftop with spacious living spaces
My success has allowed me to live in luxury


With cases of the Clicquot, trees in different flavors
I have expensive champagne and high-quality marijuana


Runnin' the game the OGs gave us
I am dominating the hip-hop industry while respecting its history




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Alex Washington, D Harleaux, Daryl Anthony Harleaux, J Fitch, John A Fitch, Roderick Brisco, Shante Franklin

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