Текст песни 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 B 31 through 60, B 31 through 60 welcome on aboard