There is a fine line the two of us We can't be talking that long like intellectuals Sipping on fine wine, smoking diamonds We can't be in that old world, inter-terrestrials
We all laughing but not really We all cashing but not really your eyes for Scandinavian fashion The same topic, bands, it's Leo and Gatsby We so fly, shit, we praise the We have a newspaper shaking our heads, We so aware, we really, really, care, Mama nature, the of the planet And that warfare, we blame the marriage But really we be flipping out in traffic So raise your glasses grapes organic The niggas find Chardonnay divine
is a fine line between the two of us We can't be down that long like intellectuals Sipping on wine, smoking diamonds dust We can't be lost in that old world,
We used to copy all the right of folk Momma always love you, always knows you on the road when you lost control And now we all up, yeah, we all gone rogue Hit the flow, drink, smoking, be yours, let me go Call me back, never mind, all of till we all Some wake up in a new Bugatti wake up in bed with some juicy cocky
There is a fine between the two of us We can't be talking down that long intellectuals Sipping on fine wine, smoking diamonds We can't be lost in that old world,
in our own world Million away Lost in our own Know you feel the Lost in our own I see diamonds in back Lost in our own Until they away