Get Away

Now she wanna fuck with me (fuck with me)

Live a life of luxury, models in my money trees

Such beautiful company

Fuck a 9 to 5, I’m seeing dollar signs

But I'm still driving around in my old whip

Still living at home

Got issues with my old chick

She blowin' up my phone

Talkin ‘bout some bullshit

Like who’s this, who’s that

Could be worse

So to calm her nerves

I just tell her

Roll up an L and light it

Let’s go to space

Be my co, I’ll be the pilot

Let’s get away

Let’s get away

Let’s get away

Let’s get away

Baby let’s get away

If money doesn't fall from trees

Maybe we can make believe today

All I need is company

And rest assure I got it babe

Working for the finer things (finer things)

Getting in all kind of ways

Pennies all in my champagne

Every day we celebrate (celebrate)

Fuck your little funds a million ain't enough

But I'm still driving around in my old whip

Still living at home, got

Issues with my new chick

She blowin’ up my phone

Now all I hear is womp’ womp’, womp’ womp’ (womp’ womp’)

But it could be worse

Girl, calm your nerves I want you to

Roll up an L and light it

Let’s go to space

Be my co I’ll be the pilot

Let’s get away

Let’s get away

Let’s get away

Let’s get away

Baby, let’s get away

Money doesn’t fall from trees

Maybe we can make believe today

All I need is company

And the rest is yours, I promise, babe

If money don’t

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