"iSay" Lyrics

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
It's KK what I'm smoking, nigga

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
And I done popped so many bottles, think I'm through with it
Been smoking so much weed in public, owners cool with it
Been on my grind since I was young and now I'm stupid rich
You niggas stupid, I'm in the club and it's ruthless
My crew ain't part of that bullshit
My new whips the hardest
Walk in the office like a business man, I'm just an artist
Smoking and all
Crib full of weed, plaques on the wall
My face on all the magazines
Kush in the jar, I'm getting this cheese
Pants skinny, rubber bands plenty
Whole team going hard like it's the last inning
Whole team going hard you got no chance of winning
Lot of seats on the floor, lot of cash pending
I play the game left hand like my man Jimi
You just a right hand man, call that man semi

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
What can I say?
What can I do?
To show how much
Real shit a nigga do

What can I say?
What can I do?
To show how much
Real shit a nigga do

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
All of this off the internet
Those who ain't seen it coming, dog, I been a threat
Been smoking up all this weed, been rolling up while I drive
Been to the bottom and back, been seen you haters disguised
Niggas telling me lies
Just to try to get close
Shades cover my eyes 'cause I be higher than most
Been on the plane for twenty hours, and wasn't tired
Live by the code, money power
Once I got on, my nigga's hired
Juicy J, he ride, it's the gang or die
The game will stress you out, but that's what this doobie is for
You acting like you know me now, never knew me before
Snoop sat me down, school me the more
Kick it with my son and don't even do the awards
Said next year I might win me one
You got problems, don't lend me none
Got a pound, then go send me one

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
What can I say?
What can I do?
To show how much
Real shit a nigga do

What can I say?
What can I do?
To show how much
Real shit a nigga do

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Niggas out here broke 'cause they scared of that bread
My money so old I got mold on that bread
How you think I went and copped that Rolls-Royce Corniche?
Turn around and bought a Maybach next week
A nigga don't hustle, then a nigga don't eat
A nigga ain't playing fair, and life ain't cheap
Nigga ain't shit sweet, but this box of swisher sweets
Ever since I was a young'un I was
Getting it in the streets
Now I'm on tour, even getting it overseas
All the way in Switzerland, stacking Swisser-cheese
I ain't too good for that brown paper bag
I can still move that work and I get it off fast

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
What can I say?
What can I do?
To show how much
Real shit a nigga do

What can I say?
What can I do?
To show how much
Real shit a nigga do