Romanelli Chair

[Intro]
How much I really made, I don't care
(Sup, JP?)
All the pain, I swear
Ayy

[Chorus]
Ridin' no top, let the wind blow through her hair
Dolce and Gabbana, but my glasses Cartier (My glasses Cartier)
Send her in Chanel, I told her cop 'em by the pair (Cop 'em by the pair)
Sittin' in the condo in a Romanelli chair

[Verse 1]
Five-hundred-dollar candle, got Le Labo in the air (Le Labo in the air)
They think I hit the lotto, but I made it off the air (Made it off the air)
I had to hit my knees and thank the Lord they made 'em here (Here)
I took off so fast on 'em, man, they only caught the rear

[Refrain]
The streets ain't gave me nothin' but some pain, I swear (Yeah)
I don't know how much I really made, I don't care (I don't know)
Sometimes I wish my pops was just sittin' right there (For real)
So we could talk 'bout shit we could've did if he was here
When I was broke and fucked up, it seemed like all the love was there (For real)
Got a little money, now everybody changed on me (Everybody)
Everybody chasin' clout, I guess they want some fame from me
Shit crazy (Shit crazy)
I just wanna get out here and feed my baby (My son)
Big-ass heavy rope chain like the '80s (The one)
We got matchin' Gucci on, me and my lady (For real, damn)

[Chorus]
Ridin' no top, let the wind blow through her hair (Yeah)
Dolce and Gabbana, but my glasses Cartier (Cartier)
Send her in Chanel, I told her cop 'em by the pair (Pair)
Sittin' in the condo in a Romanelli chair (Chair)

[Verse 2]
It took a lil' minute, but I'm glad we made it here (Yeah)
I made that shit tonight, that shit you save up in a year (For real)
Gettin' head in the Tesla, you know I ain't gotta steer (Yeah)
If I press a button, then next day, you outta here (For real)
I was dead broke, I ain't ashamed, I can say it (Yeah)
I ain't call nobody, I ain't need no helping hand (I didn't)
That's the main reason why I play it like I play it (Yeah)
I want my flowers while I'm here 'cause they don't love you 'til you dead

[Refrain]
The streets ain't gave me nothin' but some pain, I swear (I swear)
I don't know how much I really made, I don't care (Made, I don't care)
Sometimes I wish my pops was just sittin' right there (Right here)
So we could talk 'bout shit we could've did if he was here (Yeah, yeah)
When I was broke and fucked up, it seemed like all the love was there (Yeah)
Got a little money, now everybody changed on me (Shit)
Everybody chasin' clout, I guess they want some fame from me (Damn, shit crazy)

[Outro]
Let me hear it from the top out loud right quick