[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
(So you're sad) could've had so much done, you blew it off (Damn)
Your chances passing you by (You were gassed)
Time waits for no one, and it cost for a loss (Damn)
A cosmic joke, should you laugh or cry?

[Chorus]
Sooner or later, it all comes crashing down (Crashing down)
Crashing down (Crashing down)
When everyone's around, I bet
You would've paid up all your cash down (Your cash down)
To not make a sound (To make a sound)
But everyone knows now
It all comes crashing down
It's over, leave it

[Bridge: Curren$y]
Yeah
Jets n***a, where haven't we been yet
Jets n***a, where haven't we (yeah)
Jеts n***a, where haven't wе been yet
Fuck boys wonderin' if they bitch next
Jets n***a, where haven't we been yet
Take all the girls leave you without a bitch left

[Verse: Curren$y]
Uh, who is gassin' these n***as
87 octane can't operate my engine
Y'all runnin' on dat cheap shit about to break down
My verse is the best part of the song like the breakdown
Everything fucked up now, gotta n***a bout to break down
And get a brick to break down, now Spitta thinkin' out loud
Rock that next year shit, I make you think it's out now
There's snakes in the grass, dog shit and ant piles
Please stay off the lawn, it's all kind of foul shit goin' on
May Cheech Marin ditch Nash Bridges reunite with Tommy Chong
Smoke weed, tell jokes, and make songs
Over here we got the same thing goin' on
Modern day hippy, pretty bitches blaze with me
Spiffy in the 360 Modena, ballers look up to see me
I'm like a scoreboard in an arena
Hot Spitta dat n***a, ain't a rapper that's cleaner
You would think I had a stylist on hand with a steamer
Told my girls before the year out I'mma get you that beamer
Once my bonus get cleared, I'll make y'all out a believer
Those suckas know that you here, they ain't even gotta see 'em
Just my presence is affectin' how them hoe n***as breathing
Got them slackas on actin, no bread and eating
Stand on your own two, this ain't the place to be leanin'
Better find ya claw or a strong ass wall
From the womb I was walkin', I had no time to crawl
That's why my stroll so swaggin', I been workin' at it
Passin' broads in my car, they be pointin' at it
I'm pointin' back if I find them bitches rather attractive
I got a chemical flow, I'm a bio hazard
In the booth for 5 minutes, leavin' radioactive
Pushin' pretend to be a G, you just a radio actress
I'm on top of the money like a dope boy mattress
[Outro: Curren$y]