Classy

Good day I’m flying private to L.A. Covid has cause me more than pain Should’ve put more in real estate You have good taste The things we love should be the same - Your clothes your scent, it’s all on point Wonderful sleep, it’d be Way more than a human needs A perfect life should be based on what you achieved We joke and laugh at others But there’s always a higher tier It creates a fear So live like we’re already there Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive Wanna be somebody I ain’t keepin’ it low key Wanna feel respected so I stopped being me Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive Wanted you to think I’m qualified This dick, certified What I know isn’t what I need What I chose is what you see Big money, no empathy It’s a brutal thing indeed What I know isn’t what I need What I chose is what you see My neck, my Louis V I wish you got one of these Like your body then your soul Like your mind then we hold Like your tits when it’s cold I like you better in the photo Trim it in the post Girls getting lipo Cycle like a psycho Counterstrike, body type Never in a gunfight Shots make your boobs tight That’ll make her act right Everybody wants it so nobody let go Sadly, if I’m there, I ain’t going home Classy, classy, living on daddy Champagne cavi, boulevard Paris Bentley savvy, landed gentry Men all saggy, shawty all sassy More anxiety on my diary Peer pressure, people shaming everything Body, body Call me papi, call me papi, call me