There is a line between the two of us We can't be talking that long like intellectuals Sipping on fine wine, smoking diamonds We can't be lost in that old world,
We all laughing but not really We all cashing but not cashing your eyes for Scandinavian fashion The same topic, great bands, Leo and Gatsby We so fly, shit, we praise the We have a newspaper shaking our heads, We so aware, we really, really, care, nature, the state of the planet And that warfare, we blame the marriage But really we be flipping out waiting in So raise your glasses grapes organic The niggas find taste divine
is a fine line between the two of us We can't be talking down that long like Sipping on fine wine, smoking diamonds We can't be lost in old world, inter-terrestrials
We used to all the right kind of folk always love you, papa always knows Stop you on the road when you lost And now we all up, yeah, we all gone rogue Hit the flow, drink, smoking, be yours, let me go Call me back, never mind, all of till we all Some up in a brand new Bugatti wake up in bed with some juicy cocky
There is a line between the two of us We can't be talking down that long intellectuals Sipping on fine wine, smoking dust We be lost in that old world, inter-terrestrials
Lost in our own Million miles Lost in our own Know you feel the in our own world I see in your back in our own world Until they away