Romanelli Chair

Lyrics

[Intro] How much I really made, I don't care (Sup, JP?) All the pain, I swear Ayy [Chorus] Ridin' no top, let the wind blow through her hair Dolce and Gabbana, but my glasses Cartier (My glasses Cartier) Send her in Chanel, I told her cop 'em by the pair (Cop 'em by the pair) Sittin' in the condo in a Romanelli chair [Verse 1] Five-hundred-dollar candle, got Le Labo in the air (Le Labo in the air) They think I hit the lotto, but I made it off the air (Made it off the air) I had to hit my knees and thank the Lord they made 'em here (Here) I took off so fast on 'em, man, they only caught the rear [Refrain] The streets ain't gave me nothin' but some pain, I swear (Yeah) I don't know how much I really made, I don't care (I don't know) Sometimes I wish my pops was just sittin' right there (For real) So we could talk 'bout shit we could've did if he was here When I was broke and fucked up, it seemed like all the love was there (For real) Got a little money, now everybody changed on me (Everybody) Everybody chasin' clout, I guess they want some fame from me Shit crazy (Shit crazy) I just wanna get out here and feed my baby (My son) Big-ass heavy rope chain like the '80s (The one) We got matchin' Gucci on, me and my lady (For real, damn) [Chorus] Ridin' no top, let the wind blow through her hair (Yeah) Dolce and Gabbana, but my glasses Cartier (Cartier) Send her in Chanel, I told her cop 'em by the pair (Pair) Sittin' in the condo in a Romanelli chair (Chair) [Verse 2] It took a lil' minute, but I'm glad we made it here (Yeah) I made that shit tonight, that shit you save up in a year (For real) Gettin' head in the Tesla, you know I ain't gotta steer (Yeah) If I press a button, then next day, you outta here (For real) I was dead broke, I ain't ashamed, I can say it (Yeah) I ain't call nobody, I ain't need no helping hand (I didn't) That's the main reason why I play it like I play it (Yeah) I want my flowers while I'm here 'cause they don't love you 'til you dead [Refrain] The streets ain't gave me nothin' but some pain, I swear (I swear) I don't know how much I really made, I don't care (Made, I don't care) Sometimes I wish my pops was just sittin' right there (Right here) So we could talk 'bout shit we could've did if he was here (Yeah, yeah) When I was broke and fucked up, it seemed like all the love was there (Yeah) Got a little money, now everybody changed on me (Shit) Everybody chasin' clout, I guess they want some fame from me (Damn, shit crazy) [Outro] Let me hear it from the top out loud right quick