Featuring: Curren$y

Producer: Block Beattaz

[Hook: Stalley] x4
Hammers and Vogues, bitches and hoes, my niggas on that king ish

[Verse 1: Stalley]
I'm selling peace on Earth, God
I'm trying not to be so worked, God
For what it's worth, I'm overtime
Grind until the sun up
Jewel polishing, tryna stay an honest man with my come up
Niggas keep testing me, I'm tryna put these guns up
They got me looking like a redneck, looking for trespassers
All these demons in my way, I'm tryna brush past them
The psychology of armed robbery excites them
Indictment for my writing did more than enlighten
Just ask them, did some fighting on the way up
Lost a couple partners, now I'm just past ten
And one of them going in he might catch a L or
Get a one to ten, I'm just tryna reel him in
Keep him safe from this jungle
But it's hard to keep these apes out the rumble, I was tryna make amends
Stack a couple ends
Cause there's no ends to this life that we live so I'm on my Jet ish
Shout to Curren$y, a nigga straight respect it
Just enjoy this life, fall in love, lay back and enjoy your wife
And think twice before you throw the dice
Think twice before you throw the dice
Think twice before you throw the dice

[Hook] x4

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Uh, heavy is the wrist that carries the crown
My Rolex represents the work that I put down
I hustled hard for this
Getting it, riding 'round, soft top '76
Become a legend in the south, nigga we the shit
Jet Life got yo bitch's fingers hella sticky from the doobie twisting
Fool if you ain't up on things
I know you seen me and Stalley exiting that plane
Jamaica living playa, I'm too high for you to aim at
Laid back, ordering some wings in my wave cap
Nigga, I live like my dead homeboy still here
Order a hundred bottles and sit 'em by empty chairs
It's just money, we hustling, we gon' get more of it
I counted a hundred grand this morning
Them niggas gon' hate and them hoes gon' - you know

[Hook] x4

[Verse 3: Stalley]
Paint the perfect picture with the perfect scriptures
They call me the perfect enigma
The haters call me the example of a perfect stigma
But to be quite perfect, I ain't perfect nigga
I mean I could be perfect wit' ya
But I'd rather puff the swisher and listen to some Mister
Styrofoam, no glasses
Codeine poured thicker than molasses, I'm leaning when I'm blowed
I'm just speaking what I know, they say I walk like a show
Motion picture, full feature
I'm numb to what's going on, no emotions, hard to reach him
And I keep my circle small so I'm hard to leech from
And I'm living like Robin Leach, son
Lifestyles of the rich and famous, I ain't leased one
All them Chevys mine and completely done
Rallies dualies and the T-tops when I need to see the sun

[Hook] x4

Stalley

Stalley, born Kyle Myricks (October 30, 1982), grew up in Massillon, Ohio. He was heavily influenced by the dripping wet candy paint and Vogue culture of classic Southern Hip Hop, but still thinks “B.I.G. did it the best”.

After a series of successful independent mixtapes, he signed to Maybach Music in April 2011. After releasing Savage Journey to the American Dream, he embarked on the successful BET Music Matters Tour, in collaboration with Top Dawg Entertainment, which eventually helped to spread his growing popularity.

Many see Stalley as Ross' protégée, and the fact that Rozay featured Stalley on the cumulative masterpiece, “Ten Jesus Pieces”, speaks to the confidence MMG’s Don has in the similarly bearded Honest Cowboy.