Rolls Royce

[Intro: Mason Dane]
Oh-whoa, yeah
Baby, I'm a, baby, I'm a star, I'm a star
Baby, I'm a, baby, I'm a star, ah

[Chorus: BOY $COUT GATSBY]
Baby, I'm a star like the ceiling on the Rolls-Royce, yeah
Look at my neck, it look like the Milky Way, baby, we ain't the same
If I don't make it this way, might as well just fade away, yeah (Just fade away)
I'm like DaVinci except that I flow on these 808s (These 808s)
Yeah, you paper chase, I can't relate, my paper pays

[Verse 1: BOY $COUT GATSBY]
Right, I had to work what I got, you got handed what you had
I got paid my first check, I spent it all on my dad
Chinese food and the biggest purchase
Hundred dollars and I know it's worth it just to see him eat, I'm tryna see him feast
Comе through, I stack it, I do how I do
Old friends, they text likе outta the blue
I know their intentions, I pick up the clues
They wanna talk, but it not 'bout the truth
Mama told me put my money where my mouth is
I'm tryna make enough to buy her houses, yeah
Buy her a view, somewhere nice with plenty sunshine
She can sit and watch her son shine
Keep on living for the bassline
Slowly learning I can't buy time
Working now so I don't waste mine, hey

[Chorus: BOY $COUT GATSBY]
Baby, I'm a star like the ceiling on the Rolls-Royce, yeah
Look at my neck, it look like the Milky Way, baby, we ain't the same
If I don't make it this way, might as well just fade away, yeah (Just fade away)
I'm like DaVinci except that I flow on these 808s (These 808s)
Yeah, you paper chase, I can't relate, my paper pays

[Verse 2: Mason Dane]
Yeah, paper chase
Yeah, I've been on the road so long I ain't had no place to stay
Ain't felt no comfort since I used to stay at baby place (Yeah)
Pop a pill and drink a little until I fade away (Fade away)
It takes the pain away (Pain away)
My Mama told me, "Baby, you're a star like the ceiling on a Rolls-Royce" (On a Rolls-Royce)
I always knew that I was good with my words, I made a bold choice (I made a bold choice, whoa)
Yeah, the time, she wanna spend it with me
Yeah, I think she understand the way this shit's gotta be
If you find one in the mattress and two more in the sheets
Baby, don't put the blame on me
I told her

[Chorus: BOY $COUT GATSBY]
Baby, I'm a star like the ceiling on the Rolls-Royce, yeah
Look at my neck, it look like the Milky Way, baby, we ain't the same
If I don't make it this way, might as well just fade away, yeah (Just fade away)
I'm like DaVinci except that I flow on these 808s (These 808s)
Yeah, you paper chase, I can't relate, my paper pays