Hey! Brooklyn, stand up I see you, red Uh huh jeans and it's beanie season Coffee cups, up Let's the world people, hands in the air Leggo, what they say in Paris
Spend a lot of money at the tattoo shop on Spend a lot of dividends on concert tickets And I might fly to Amsterdam To hang a friend of mine shades hide the party I had at my spot night At 4:30 make it to Grace day I feel so fly Oho, a run I'm so tired please I'm so wired Tryina the world, aye
I'm a rich I hang with thousandaires, yeah A really, really hipster The lives in here Point to heart
(Homemade T-shirt, tattoos, Converse) you go on? (Uniform, yet not the norm) (Homemade T-shirt, tattoos, Converse, uniform) You nice (Yet not the norm)
We all try to be different but all alike Sharing art and love we all red tonight When I hit the club, promise to me love No matter who you are, can get along Meet a new stranger, make a new know maybe a friend to the end American to London and back Wave love when you wave your flag That's right, I said wave your you wave your flag, be rich
I'm a rich I hang with thousandaires, yeah I'm a rich hipster, my richness lives in to your heart
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