I’m sorry I’ve been touch
You said I be out of time too much
Flying in the wind, I’m Gatsby
I’m probably faded when you see me on the TV, I can’t help that
I’m just playing cards I was dealt back
But I got models in the sprinter
I can’t buy you happiness if you ain’t got it
Move you to a place, still ain’t what you wanted
New new face, still not Lauren London
But you’re still a dime if you ask me
Uber XL, love stains in the backseat
Windows down, I would hate to drive past me
I got models in the sprinter
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Uh
Sprinter
Count it up
In the sprinter, sprinter
It’s never enough
I just overpaid for a Maybach
Yеah yeah yeah
Baby for the nеw strap
Yeah I got it on me, on me
My life is gold and I love the rush
I like your b#tch on me, on me (Ohh baby)
I need it all the time, I don’t play bout mine
I’m sorry I’ve been touch
You said I be out of time too much
Flying in the wind, I’m Gatsby
I’m probably faded when you see me on the TV, I can’t help that
I’m just playing cards I was dealt back
But I got models in the sprinter
I can’t buy you happiness if you ain’t got it
Move you to a place, still ain’t what you wanted
New new face, still not Lauren London
But you’re still a dime if you ask me
Uber XL, love stains in the backseat
Windows down, I would hate to drive past me
I got models in the sprinter
Uh
They said they be balling, why they lying?
Tryna stunt like they be on the pines
f#ck a wine-and-dine, we do dinner now
Read between the lines, we be in and out
Bring the car front and walk me out
Driver ain’t outside my house
I’m staying in tonight, I’m feeling really nice
Good views, good weed, wearing plenty ice
Blew 300 thousand on me yesterday
Know me baby, you could check my resume
Been rich been paid, all this art inspire me
Been fire, can’t nobody fire me
Been ah we know who you tryna be
Dumb fly, ain’t nobody high as me
Baby I’m a [?]
Rely on me like pages in your diary
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Brent Faiyaz Lyrics – GHETTO GATSBY