Finer Things

Always fuckin up a check I'll never need it bad Give me like one more try Never needed less One more sip Drinkin on the syrup Life got me goin fast Girl talking on my line she said She got that body She got that body She got that Don't know if I should trust it All that ladidadida Just be talking Fucking up a week Living in the hamptons Go to New York Put me in a mansion Lost my soul Used as a bandage Model girl but she ain't into fashion Cruising around the world I don't see your mentions You know where to find me You know where to find me See you wasting time On a side piece Gotta lose me just to love me You're losing me right now Lost myself in a brinks truck Blacked out, not the windows Gotta see myself Like I used to trust Funny to see the past Really made my own way From nothin Never been easy to be so patient Never been easy to see you run the bases I know you hate it Roll it up to get the midday lift think about you When I wanna drown on a daytrip Put it on my tongue She got that body She got that body She got that Don't know if I should trust it All that ladidadida Just be talking All this shit meant nothin We keep run-in and run-in Try to find a way to love it (life) You're one of the finest things I hope you trust it