Wiz Khalifa - House In The Hills Lyrics
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]Got no time for the conversations or funny ********a, only the reals who I get my money withUsed to turn on the TV, see what I wantAnd now the same one I dreamed about, the same one I'm stuntin' inIn the 6-2, almost 26And every ****a that I'm with got a zipI look at this **** as one big table and best believe every ****a I'm with got a sitThey try to hold us back, paint a picture of us, then sell it straight to the publicYou young, black, then you thuggin'What they don't talk about the kid that came from nothin'Who stuck to what he believed in and turned himself to something greatThey should use that story to motivateBut instead they'd rather focus on the fact that he's a potheadNot the fact there's not a lot where I lived25 and not dead[Hook:]I'm tryna tell you somethin', this ****'s realWhen you work hard to get it that's how you feelThe man that start what they knew and they ain't (?) awayWe started small to them houses in the hillsTo them houses in the hillsHouses in the hillsHouses in the hillsTo them houses in them hills[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]You make a little money, take care and right yourselfAnd people start coming up with they hand outPeople take their stresses and make them yoursWell that's just what comes with being a manI try to do all that I can to make sure thatMy son grow up without having to see half of the stuff I've been throughBut in life we all got our own pathDon't understand that by now you won't begin toCop another Rollex or Porsche try and get even with mePulled up to the club, swear it looked like the dealer with meCause we had so many cars it was stupidSo I don't see a reason to try and reason with meMade a couple million (?)They ain't teach a young ****a that in the classroomOr how to make your people better by taking knowledge and spreadin' itNot being in the game but ahead of it[Hook:][Verse 3: Curren$y]Thousand dollar benefit platesNo matter how high the stakes, ****as never outta placeNow I'm high, Empire StateDrunk stumblin', never will I tumble far from graceI'm one of them under-celebrated greatsUnder the influence of what Uncle Snoop threw meSoon as I stepped off the planeSwitchin' four lanes like Jay and JermaineKillin' beats, visitin' grave sites and pissin' champagneI been in the crib enjoying my hobbiesSuckers figured this'll be the perfect time to try meTry meAssumptions that I'm lunchin', gettin' sloppyI'm just gettin' better, seasoned veteranEagle eye perspective, scope before I go inCome out with the whole henA dollar and a dreamHave a house on the hill and the world on a screen[Hook:]
