GHETTO GATSBY (FEAT. ALICIA KEYS)
کاور آهنگ GHETTO GATSBY (FEAT. ALICIA KEYS) از Alicia Keys, Brent Faiyaz

GHETTO GATSBY (FEAT. ALICIA KEYS)

WASTELAND۱۴۰۱۳:۱۸

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I'm Sorry I been out of touch

You said I be out of town too much

Flyer than the wind, I'm Gatsby

(Uh)

I'm prolly faded when you see me on the TV, I can't help that!

I'm just playing cards, I was dealt bad.

But I got models in the sprinter.

I can't buy you happiness if you ain't got it

Moved you to a place, still ain't want you wanted

"New-New" face, still not Lauren London

But you Still a dime if you ask me.

Uber XL, love stains in the back seats

Windows down I would hate to drive past me

I got models in the sprinter

(Uh)

Sprinter, Count it up

(In the sprinter, sprinter, it's never enough)

I just overpaid for a Maybach (yeah yeah yeah)

Told ya hit up baby for the new strap

Yeah, I got it on me, on me

My life is gold and I love the rush, and like your bitch

On me, on me

I need it all the time. I don't play 'bout mine

I'm Sorry I been out of touch

You said I be out of town too much

Flyer than the wind, I'm Gatsby

(Uh)

I'm prolly faded when you see me on the TV, I can't help that!

I'm just playing cards, I was dealt bad.

But I got models in the sprinter.

I can't buy you happiness if you ain't got it

Moved you to a place, still aint want you wanted

"New-New" face, still not Lauren London

But you Still a dime if you ask me.

Uber XL, love stains in the back seats

Windows down I would hate to drive past me

I got models in the sprinter

(Uh)

They said they be balling why they lying?

Tryna stunt like they beyond the pines?

Fuck a wine & dine we do dinner now

Read between the lines we'll be in & out

Bring the car out front & walk me out

Driver ain't outside my house,

I'm staying in tonight

I'm feeling really nice

Good views, good weed, wearing plenty ice

Blew 300 thousand on me yesterday

Know me baby you can check my resume

Been rich, Been paid

All this art inspire me

Been fye can't nobody fire me

Been I, We know who you tryna be

Been fly, ain't nobody high as me

Baby Ima Choosey lover, Isley

Rely on me like pages in yo diary