Baby calls me when she says she's feeling down
She needs a matte RR Phantom with matte rims
You say things that I already knew
I roll one up, I dirty my fingers
Often, the bill is salty
I have the right to take a breather

I mustn't fuck up the vibe
You know all my thoughts
Sorry for the delay, I was filling up the beak in the trenches
I have to aim for the peaks, I'm not often at your party
Questions, I asked myself, I have the vision in my head

Fuck, it means nothing
We just want facts
Cash, I'm not going to let it go
I was broke, now we're fresh
Imagine, baby I'm ballin'
I see my future in your eyes
And on the table I went all-in
I upped the ante and then made a wish
Maybe these days
I'm chasing money more than you
You tell me when it's cosy, you tell me everything you don't want

I didn't follow the program
Yeah, we did everything ourselves
Now they tell me "it's dirty"
Keep working, it will come, you'll see
A Fe-Fe, Henny in the red cup
I feel good, yeah, I feel elsewhere
I hear my money calling so I have to cancel my plans
Fuck what you could say
What you could believe, what you could think
We need diamonds, bundles
About love, often I get tired

She needs a matte RR Phantom with matte rims

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