CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : TANGO*

Lyrics from Demo

Aight, aight, aight

Workin' so damn hard, it's become a habit
Could've got a crib out in Calabasas
Could've settled down, could've start relaxin'
But when you get the crown, you should never pa** it, yuh

Paparazzi's on my toes
Tell 'em get my fit lil' b*t*h, don't get too close
Oh, oh-oh
Paparazzi's on my toes
When you're rich like this, they swear you sold ya soul, oh

F**k the scene, where the cash?
I'm a fiend for the bag
I'm a money-hungry, ego-driven, megalomaniac
I'm a uh, I've been uh
I've been humble, let mе back
All my singles go to diamond, double all they triplе plaque
And you think I'm lucky, I know
'Cause you only see me in my glow
When I walk around, my head is high as my dough
So, you never see me at my lows

Workin' so damn hard, it's become a habit
Could've got a crib out in Calabasas
Could've settled down, could've start relaxin'
But when you get the crown, you should never pa** it, yuh

Paparazzi's on my toes
Tell 'em get my fit lil' b*t*h, don't get too close
Oh, oh-oh
Paparazzi's on my toes
When you're rich like this, they swear you sold ya soul, oh

I could tell you're lookin' down on me
I could tell you wouldn't count on me
I can tell you'll start rootin' when you see an underdog get the crown on me
I could tell you're lookin' down on me
Down on me, down on me
F**k it, still I put the crown on me
Crown on me, crown on me
And you think I'm lucky, I know (Know, know, know, know)
'Cause you only see me in my glow (Glow, glow, glow, glow)
When I walk around, my head is high as my dough (Dough, dough, dough, dough)
So, you never see me at my lows

Workin' so damn hard, it's become a habit
Could've got a crib out in Calabasas
Could've settled down, could've start relaxin'
But when you get the crown, you should never pa** it, Yuh

Paparazzi's on my toes
Tell 'em get my fit lil' b*t*h, don't get too close
Oh, oh-oh
Paparazzi's on my toes
When you're rich like this, they swear you sold ya soul

Lyrics from Snippet

Um, you could catch me madder in London
You ain't never had no tea and crumpets
Mad at, at the way you had to hit her, disgusting
Mmm, mmm
I swear to God, they swear you sold your soul
Mmm, mmm
Worked so hard, til' they swear you sold your soul