Untitled Song

Can't believe this, the worlds gone insane. People down the road sniffin'

cocaine and inhaling propane.

 

I've rose to fame, never takin' no for an answer, and your funeral

I'll be the dancer.

 

This world's gone insane, I'm livin' in the fast line,

bathin,' in hundred dollar bills, gettin' money straight from the tills

 

Cheap thrills is what I live off, I'll deal the work, hustlin, in New York.

Used to be a dork in high school, now I'm swimmin' in my own luxury pool.