Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y – The Life Lyrics

The Life

Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

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"The Life." - Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 02:54 pm

Album: 2009

Track No: 04

Listenin' to the Cameo, smokin' on the patio
Polo chinos, a pro club
Plottin' out the next score, couple weeks in Cali
Smokin' the best, gettin' some rest
Then it's back to the full-court press
**** playin' for keeps
Tryna be the next Suga Slim, Baby, or Master P
I don't pass that weed, it's all for me
I rolled it, for I'm only for sure gon' smoke it
Go and get your own shit
Focused on rollin' on, wrote for me and all of my dogs
Involved with takin' Jet Life, Taylor Gang to the stars
I done bought Ferraris from pennin' these rap bars
And I didn't stop there, I got so much more
Inspiration, somethin' you should reach for
See me in that Porsche, that should push you to go hard
I've done it, you can do it, ain't no difference
It's only real ones in the building
Need to start really livin', make money every minute
The more things change, the more they stay the same
I stay high, peep game, sound the trumpets
And celebrate with buckets of champagne
Save the sparkles, I got the light show in my ring
And when we exit, the say the best just left here
And the rest is just like, yeah
This is the life, bitches and Nikes
Planes and Chucks, bottles and luxury
And all the bad bitches fuck with me
And them pussy ass **** don't want none of me
This is the life, bitches and Nikes
Planes and Chucks, bottles and luxury
Sports cars in the front yard
Dream big and we live large
All the gang rules apply when you fuckin' with the guys
Brought enough so we all can get high
She with me, don't be actin' all surprised
I get more money today then you see for the rest of your life
Tell you once, I don't gotta tell you twice
All my bitches treat me nice and my crib feel like paradise
Ain't gon' have as much fun as she had tonight
And if you got a plus one, everything all right
It come to girls, I don't trust none
Khalifa Kush, I'ma crush some
We gon' smoke till the sun come up
Ya **** got a problem with it, I hope he don't run up
I'ma take a shot that's enough for both of us
And if you bring a friend, I'ma let her in
Andretti OG, that's the medicine
I'm tryna get high as the rent
**** comment on the smell, but I take that as a compliment f
Don't fuck with no hatin', 'cause we don't do that
We countin' up paper, no, we don't lose that
Since I leveled up, I never moved back
World of weed, bringin' all the booze
Don't stress her 'cause she gon' choose
This is the life, bitches and Nikes
Planes and Chucks, bottles and luxury
And all the bad bitches fuck with me
And them pussy ass **** don't want none of me
This is the life, bitches and Nikes
Planes and Chucks, bottles and luxury
Sports cars in the front yard
Dream big and we live large

Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz & Shante Franklin.

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