There is a line between the two of us We can't be talking down long like intellectuals on fine wine, smoking diamonds dust We can't be in that old world, inter-terrestrials
We all laughing but not really We all but not really cashing Labeled your eyes for Scandinavian The same topic, bands, it's Leo and Gatsby We so fly, shit, we the classics We a newspaper shaking our heads, shit We so aware, we really, really, care, nature, the state of the planet And that crazy warfare, we the marriage But really we be flipping out waiting in So raise glasses with grapes organic The find Chardonnay taste divine
There is a fine between the two of us We be talking down that long like intellectuals Sipping on fine wine, diamonds dust We can't be lost in that old world,
We used to copy all the right of folk Momma always love you, papa knows you on the road when you lost control And now we all grown up, yeah, we all 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 Let's up in bed with some juicy cocky
There is a line between the two of us We can't be talking that long like intellectuals Sipping on fine wine, smoking dust We can't be in that old world, inter-terrestrials
Lost in our own Million miles Lost in our own you feel the same Lost in our own I see diamonds in your in our own world Until they away