GHETTO GATSBY Lyrics by Brent Faiyaz (feat. Alicia Keys)
I’m sorry I been out of touch
You said I be out of town too much
Flyer than the wind, I’m Gatsby
(Uh)
I’m prolly faded when you see me on the TV, I can’t help that
I’m just playing cards, I was dealt bad
But I got models in the sprinter
I can’t buy you happiness if you ain’t got it
Moved you to a place, still ain’t want you wanted
“New-New” face, still not Lauren London
But you still a dime if you ask me
Uber XL, love stains in the back seats
Windows down I would hate to drive past me
I got models in the sprinter
(Uh)
Sprinter, count it up
(In the sprinter, sprinter, it’s never enough)
I just overpaid for a Maybach
Yeah yeah yeah
Told ya hit up baby for the new strap
Yeah, I got it on me, on me
My life is gold and I love the rush, and like your bitch
On me, on me
I need it all the time, I don’t play ’bout mine
I’m sorry I been out of touch
You said I be out of town too much
Flyer than the wind, I’m Gatsby
(Uh)
I’m prolly faded when you see me on the TV, I can’t help that
I’m just playing cards, I was dealt bad
But I got models in the sprinter
I can’t buy you happiness if you ain’t got it
Moved you to a place, still ain’t want you wanted
“New-New” face, still not Lauren London
But you Still a dime if you ask me
Uber XL, love stains in the back seats
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 beyond the pines?
Fuck a wine & dine, we do dinner now
Read between the lines we’ll be in & out
Bring the car out front & 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 can check my resume
Been rich, been paid
All this art inspire me
Been fye, can’t nobody fire me
Been I, we know who you tryna be
Been fly, ain’t nobody high as me
Baby, I’ma Choosey Lover, Isley
Rely on me like pages in yo diary