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What would you do for the cheque?
What would you do for Patek?
What would you do for the sports car?
Or to get jewels on your neck?
What would you do for the broad in the sports bra?
Or the jet?
What would would you do to become a star?
What would you do for respect?
Don’t you know life is a game?
Just need to know how to play
Everybody wants to be rich
I know that you feel the same
I know that you envy the rich
You feeling a kind of way
Would you take the chance to seem rich
If you follow what Simon say?

Sip sip sip sip (Ah ah sip)
I miss the feelings of pressing my mouth against yours and tasting on your lips lips lips
I won’t trip trip trip (No I won’t no)
I’ve been bout me for a minute but it’s been a while since I grabbed on your hips hips hips
Chairoplanes in the sky
Goes round and round like a UFO
We’re the only ones on this ride
“Where’s it going babe?”, girl I don’t know
You said you like this height
You say it’s cool (Cool)
I said I want come down, boy don’t be a fool (Don’t be a fool no no)
I say girl hold my hand, hold it don’t you move (Girl don’t you move)
I kinda like this ride and that’s due to you
That’s due to you

What would you do for the cheque?
What would you do for Patek?
What would you do for the sports car?
Or to get jewels on your neck?
What would you do for the broad in the sports bra?
Or the jet?
What would would you do to become a star?
What would you do for respect?
Don’t you know life is a game?
Just need to know how to play
Everybody wants to be rich
I know that you feel the same
I know that you envy the rich
You feeling a kind of way
Would you take the chance to seem rich
If you follow what Simon Say?

Would you sell your soul for all the gold?
You could have it all do what your told

Cleopatra mad, she miss Anthony
If she hit me up
I'll be on my way

Used plastics wraps, this ain't no Durex talk
N***as don't live what they speaking bout
East side n***a hit the drums like Southside
Heads start to turn like I'm speaking loud
But honestly I'm just speaking out
Days build on days
Wave build on wave
Paint your cuff gold
You no longer a slave
Or so you been thinking
My favourite vice be the drinking
Help with the writing I just got an inkling
Aim at your feet them boys moving in sync
Reach for the fingertips must be the instinct
Cheat on real life with my daydreams, sum' like Tristan
Copped a new watch, but happiness distant
Baby you smart, she love mathematics
I stay on top she below like division
Think ‘bout remainders later
Yo, please don’t sweat it now
Last night under blankets we sweated out
Tomorrow she cut me like edit out
It’s funny
Been rocking together since bunjee
Shiny rocks she been chasing, she hungry
The vision consuming, we chasing our goals
Sometimes I wonder if I should chase hoes
Doing all that isn't like me
Fast forward 2019
Rewriting the lyrics, my Galway girl dark
My Rose of Tralee, she brown to the bark
She from the Pale but complexion say other
All that I know is I feen for her heart
My spirit not baptized my body is
Feel upside down like stalact**e
I don’t feel blessed, God take the stress
Depression it hit like a landslide
You work for the check
Grind for Patek
You never checked if your minds right

What would you do for the cheque?
What would you do for Patek?
What would you do for the sports car?
Or to get jewels on your neck?
What would you do for the broad in the sports bra?
Or the jet?
What would would you do to become a star?
What would you do for respect?
Don’t you know life is a game?
Just need to know how to play
Everybody wants to be rich
I know that you feel the same
I know that you envy the rich
You feeling a kind of way
Would you take the chance to seem rich
If you follow what Simon say?

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