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BOY $COUT GATSBY
BOY $COUT GATSBY
Performer
Mason Dane
Mason Dane
Performer
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BOY $COUT GATSBY
BOY $COUT GATSBY
Lyrics
Mason Dane
Mason Dane
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prod. Malloy
Prod. Malloy
Producer
Neek
Neek
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Boss Beats
Boss Beats
Producer

Στίχοι

Baby Imma star like the ceiling on the rolls royce Yeah Look at my neck it look like the milky way Baby, we ain't the same If I don't make it this way, might as well just fade away I'm like Da Vinci, except that I flow on these 808s You paper chase I can't relate, my paper pays Right I had to work what I got You got handed what you had I got paid my first check I spent it all on my dad Chinese food and the biggest purchase 100 dollars and I know it's worth it Just to see him eat, I'm tryna see him feast Come thru, I stack it, I do how I do Old friends they text like outta the blue I know their intentions, I pick up the clues They wanna talk, but it not boutta truth Mumma told me put my money where my mouth is I'm tryna make enough to buy her houses Buy her a view Somewhere nice with plenty sunshine, She can sit and watch her son shine Keep on living for the bass line Slowly learning I can't buy time Working now so I don't waste mine Baby imma star like the ceiling on the Rolls Royce Yeah Look at my neck it look like the milky way Baby, we ain't the same If I don't make it this way, might as well just fade away I'm like Da Vinci, except that i flow on these 808s You paper chase I can't relate, my paper pays Paper chase Yeah I been on the road for so long Ain't had no place to stay Ain't felt no comfort since I used to stay at baby place Pop a pill and drink a little until I fade away It takes the pain away My mumma told me baby you're a star like the ceiling on a Rolls Royce I always knew that I was good with my words I made a bold choice Yeah the time She wanna spend it with me I think she understand the way it's just gotta be If you find one in the mattress and two more in the sheets Baby Don't put the blame on me I told her Baby imma a star like the ceiling on the Rolls Royce Yeah Look at my neck it look like the milky way Baby, we ain't the same If I don't make it this way, might as well just fade away I'm like Da Vinci, except that I flow on these 808s You paper chase I can't relate, my paper pays
Writer(s): Mason Dane Dewhirst Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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