Conde Nast

You know I got, its only a matter of time Before I come and out it on ya But I've been really so distracted, spending days up with my actress, doing bad shit But I will not bore ya cause I learnt that Shit I used to talk just come and get me Learnt my lesson hard but I guess that's life for ya At the end of the day, I got my drink I got my people, if you ever fall, I'm all in for ya I'ma hold you down I'ma hold you down I'ma hold you down when times get rough And things get tough I'ma hold you down All I want is a million dollars A million fans with a trillion bottles Pour 'em out, on the ground For a billion problems a million nights On the town trying to kill our sorrows But I really need is one, lets get it on You say I'm going straight to hell I say you might be right Head in the clouds so you can never tell So lets find out tonight She like the fact that I'm conscious I'm conscious of the fact that you want this I'm trying think less, if I'm being really honest Always caught up on these smiles Like a fucking orthodontist Now these young libs on campus dress like hippies I'm so fucking sick of Sydney Ain't that such a Sydney thing to say Thank god a couple y'all fucking with me Like, are you in it for the long haul? Are you really on right now? Look, if you keep asking questions Then you gonna find out I'ma hold you down I'ma hold you down I'ma hold you down when times get rough And things get tough I'ma hold you down Two in the air for Amy Winehouse I'm not over it man, time out Fuck fame and what it does to these kids MTV already done enough to these kids On Instagram getting Instafamous All in the name of entertainment All smiles in a million of these fucks Meanwhile you in tears in my crib See me at the party, say you hate the way look When I think you look triple a the way you look That's good credit, meaning you can get it But I know how easy it gets to forget it But please don't lose track of that Your face is cute and your arse is fat And I know a million people gonna ask for that But I'm Ivy League, I got class like that Like, are you in it for the long haul? Are you really on right now? Look, if you keep asking questions Then you gonna find out I'ma hold you down I'ma hold you down I'ma hold you down when times get rough And things get tough I'ma hold you down Pull the tape out the cassette just To hear it fall to the ground Don't you love that sound When I burn this whole motherfucking Little place to the ground And that shit is fire, my whole crew is fire Rizzy-Raphy boy, this shit is fire Don't you know it?