[Hook]
Work hard, play hard (x4)
Work (x8)
[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]
Diamonds all on my brain, ni**a
Gold watches, gold chain, ni**a
Hundred thou’ on champagne, ni**a
Yeah, my money insane, ni**a
Yeah, I’m making it rain, ni**a
When I was just on a plane, ni**a
Buying gear, flying here
F**k what you heard, its my time of year
If I’m in the club I get a hundred stacks
I’m always rollin’ up so I could laugh at that
Them other ni**as stole my swag but I don’t want it back
My ni**a, uh, I was on this but I’m onto that
You see it in the closet before it’s on the rack
Was out there in Hawaii now I’m going back
My ni**a, uh
I got so much money I should start a bank
So much paper right in front of me it’s hard to think
Find so many bottles it’s gon be hard to drink
But I’m still pouring up and my family here
And they rolling up so, ugh
[Chorus x2]
The bigger the bill
The harder you ball
Well I’m throwin’ mine
Cause my money long
The quicker you’re here
The faster you go
That’s why, where I come from, the only thing we know is
[Hook]
Work hard, play hard (x4)
Work (x8)
[Verse 2]
Hopped your pretty ass up in this f**king car
Bitch I’m out this world, girl you know I’m a star
Used to buying rounds, but now we buy the bar
Last year they had to ask, now they know who we are
‘Bout s**t, walk in the building, I own s**t
You can tell by who I’m on the phone with
Damn ni**a, talkin’ bout grown s**t
Ni**a, too busy jackin’ my swag
Need to f**k around, get ya own s**t
Get ya own cars, get ya own clothes
Get ya own smoke, get ya own bitch
Yeah, you aint reppin’ my gang, get ya own clique
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3]
Go hard, make sure you do whatever it is that you gotta do
Thats your job
And ni**as gonna hate but thats no prob’
So hey f**k ‘em don’t need nothing from ‘em
Some ni**as talking but the s**t they claiming don’t mean nothing
It’s straight from Cali
Thats whats in my joint
Thats what I’m puffin’
OG and been one since I was young enough that know that everybody was gonna know me
Most ni**as don’t see
[Chorus] + [Hook]