Egyptian Cotton

I'm out in sweden this evening, stockholm this summer

Champagning with pretty models that pose while they slumber

You have to see to believe it, eiffel my tower

A long way from that bopper house, game playing there for hours

That was breakfast in bed, too high up to be scared

No key card, you a fraud, ain't no taking the stairs

Complimentary the emphasis on compliments

I really didn't need a suite, but the view beneath is ambient

Honestly, I'm really at a lost of words

300 Block to seeing half the world

From the slumest of conditions to living in the 'burbs

Niggas claim they selling out, but that sound so absurd

Cause wasn't we younguns

Watching the cars pass by, like "that's mine"?

Visit my father's friends on christmas like they rich and we not

They had a pyramid of presents, stacked 'em up to the top

Get back home like, "damn, zac, I think this is all that we got"

No disrespect to my pops, winn-dixie just wasn't paying

My mama did what she could

As a kid I heard patience was a virtue

On the first day of school those last year shoes, could hurt you

Stains on those paco jeans belong on tide commercials

So they talk and they laugh, I swore I'd get back

Now them double rl's is hard and my g-star's they got slack

And we grown, those dead stock j's, I had them flown

Didn't even put 'em on, ain't nothing set in stone

Only egyptian cotton

Life could be as smooth as egyptian cotton

Life should be as cool as egyptian cotton

I can't seem to lose on egyptian cotton

Falling to the grooves of egyptian cotton

It's getting harder not to sleep in

When every day is the first day of a well-deserved weekend

I hold the sun in my blind so it won't peek in

Then roll over on the damsel down for freakin'

Room service replenished, energy needed

She opened the door and she barely decent

Ass out, I dig her like, "who gon' stop us now?"

I might not see her again, let's go another round

That's how it is when you come and go

That's how it is when we come and go

That phrase never meant so much to me before

Now, as it stands, it's the only motto that I know

Dad ain't get money, but we do that

Private jets first class, I been flew that

Who that trying to sum up my success?

It's like sleeping on the best, egyptian cotton