Priestly Business - Wiz Khalifa

Lyrics by：Wiz Khalifa

Composed by：Wiz Khalifa

Produced by：Big Jerm

Answer me you white-looking bastard

All this hustlin' for all this paper

All these women 'round and all these haters

Paper planes every day rollin' up

Wake and bake

All these cars that's in my parking lot

Which one's my favorite

Rollin' up another one to smoke one later

Laughin' with my dogs

We can't believe we made it

Paper planes every day rollin' up

Wake and bake

I became the boss because the cost

I paid it

Roll and blaze nowadays

Everyone's the same

Drop my top catch some rays

Goin' through a phase

Lookin' at the top spot

That's where I wanna stay

Fillin' ashtrays

Diamonds look like lemonade

Talk behind my back

But in my face

They don't play

Hella paid Celine logo

Side of my shades

Start off too fast

End up spinnin'

Out of your lane

So much grass goin'

In and out of my brain

Got a doobie in my ashtray waitin'

Every day

Smokin' anywhere

My pass is good any place

What you think

Never get down to my last when I'm bakin'

Always stoned

To the point I don't even pass

It's all to the face

All this hustlin' for all this paper

All these women 'round

And all these haters

Paper planes every day

Rollin' up wake and bake

All these cars that's

In my parking lot

Which one's my favorite

Rollin' up another one

To smoke one later

Laughin' with my dogs

We can't believe we made it

Paper planes every day

Rollin' up wake and bake

I became the boss because the cost

I paid it

Wanna let back my top and just chill

Wanna be with my real ones that's real

Wanna stand out

Won't ever fit in

Wanna make a hundred million

Bucks and do it again

Wanna spend some and

Save some for my kid

Want a bad ***** that

I can teach to get rich

And we split it

Got a lot of dreams and a lot of time

So let's get it

Got a doobie in my ashtray awaitin'

Every day

Smokin' anywhere

My pass is good any place

What you think

Never get down to my last when I'm bakin'

Always stoned

To the point I don't even pass

It's all to the face

Big house nice house

I'm out the hood you mad

You in your feelings so what

All this hustlin' for all this paper

All these women 'round

And all these haters

Paper planes every day

Rollin' up wake and bake

All these cars that's in my parking lot

Which one's my favorite

Rollin' up another one

To smoke one later

Laughin' with my dogs

We can't believe we made it

Paper planes

Every day rollin' up wake and bake

I became the boss because the cost

I paid it

Yeah get stoned for real