[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah, Ooooohoohoohoo
(Welcome to the Winner's Circle, n***a)

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
My girl kickin' a buzz in my ear, it's gon' snow
Guess I'll grab the white tee and the chinchilla coat
Game time, front row, court side
Lakers in the Eighties, baby- that's showtime
And I grind like Venture Trucks
That's a shout to my skateboard homies, what's up
Yeah, life is a bumpy road
But that money make the ride a lot smoother like shocks and struts
Yeah, shout out to my homie, Mr. Fab, next time I'm in the Bay
We can smoke a hundred blunts on your school bus
F.S. Jets, in God We Trust
Lame n***as lying to they bitches, sayin' that they hang with us
We was in the same club, but that don't mean that you came with us
Better get it together
Can't be around duck-ass n***as, I'm allergic to the feathers
Yeah, it's whatever whenever
If the would or the wind, result in me getting cheddar
From the very beginning, I just felt I was better
Than a lot of these n***as
They are not on my level, you are not competition
Just a step on the ladder, top of the division
Write my name on the banner, F.S. Jets
Winning is the only thing that matters
[Chorus: Curren$y]
From the very beginning, I knew that I was better
Than a lot of these n***as, they are not on my level
You are not competition, Just a step on the ladder
Top of the division, write my name on the banner
F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters
(F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters)
F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters
(F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters)

From the very beginning, I knew that I was better
Than a lot of these n***as, they are not on my level
You are not competition, Just a step on the ladder
Top of the division, write my name on the banner
F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters
(F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters)
F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters
(F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters)

[Verse 2: Street Wiz]
Fly with the flyest, we comin' through the airwaves
Worldwide high sky fly until the next day
Yeah, that money on my mind constant
I'm steady flippin' numbers 'til I'm off my mind countin'
Piffin' somethin' in the Swisha, tropical exotic
Swag off the chain, go run and tell about it
We staring in the lane, F.S. Jet Gang
You can check the highlights, look we live the High Life
You catch me on the cloud nine with my brain soakin'
Focused in the game, look I see the lane open
I'm going for the shot, gain points 'til it's over
Forever gettin' mine, look I'm clever with the grind
Check the safe place, look it's lavish with the lime
I'm runnin' outta time, but I ain't really trippin'
I gotta a lot left to turn eternal work into some digits, yeah
[Chorus: Curren$y]
From the very beginning, I knew that I was better
Than a lot of these n***as, they are not on the level
You are not competition, Just a step on my ladder
Top of the division, write my name on the banner
F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters
(F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters)
F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters
(F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters)

From the very beginning, I knew that I was better
Than a lot of these n***as, they are not on my level
You are not competition, Just a step on the ladder
Top of the division, write my name on the banner
F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters
(F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters)
F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters
(F.S. Jets, winning is the only thing that matters)