Champagne Glasses (feat. Freddie Gibbs & Stevie Wonder) (Explicit)

Champagne Glasses(feat. Freddie Gibbs & Stevie Wonder) (Explicit) - Cordae/Freddie Gibbs/Stevie Wonder (史提夫·汪达)
Uh okay
Conversations gettin' complicated I could tell ya uh
Fifteen was in them handcuffs with paraphernalia
I grew up in them trenches boy your house had wine cellar
If anybody ever had a problem gave 'em hell
I got my auntie brothers daddy cousin backstage passes
Everybody celebratin' with they champagne glasses
I'm just sittin' full of pain as I'm tourin' the country
Thought the stress-free life was gon' come with the money
Uh
I got my head up in the clouds livin' off daydreamin'
Still high up off of life I know my light ray beamin'
Got up out river n***a now I'm straight mainstreamin'
Flowin' heavy 'member uncle drove a Chevy on his wrist
Was a stolen Rollie Presi' couldn't tell him s**t
Arrogance is deadly in the moment d**n he relished it
Matchin' chain embellished it d**g dealer dreams with prison nightmares
Was type rare and if the shoe fits I'll buy the right pair
But s**t be gettin' worser by the second I'm guessin'
Put a smile up on my face 'cause life is all 'bout perception
Tell my n***as that I'm happy happiness manifestin'
Even though it's quite the opposite but s**t I'm digressin' okay
Conversations gettin' complicated I could tell ya uh
Fifteen was in them handcuffs with paraphernalia
I grew up in them trenches boy your house had wine cellar
If anybody ever had a problem gave 'em hell
I got my auntie brothers daddy cousin backstage passes
Everybody celebratin' with they champagne glasses
I'm just sittin' full of pain as I'm tourin' the country
Yeah yeah
Thought the stress-free life was gon' come with the money
Yeah
Conversations gettin' complicated investigated now
Yeah yeah
You can't s**t on me you p***y n***as is constipated now
Know what
Big VL for life the biggest rabbit in the nation now
Yeah yeah
You can't s**t on me you p***y n***as is constipated now
Ugh
N***as can't s**t on me piss the set trip on me
Nah
Play me like I'm p***y and once you in her I burn like syphilis G
Youngin did a bid for me I'ma slide for him 'cause he slid for me
Know that you feelin' this gangsta s**t
I can feel it all up in your energy
Yeah yeah
Got her pregnant once I gave her backstage passes
Ride with that dirty I know my s**t dirty
I'd rather get caught than get blasted
Crackers don't understand nothin' can never they treat us like cargo they stashed us
I just sit back and get high
And I just think 'bout how long this rap s**t gon' last us
Oh yeah yeah
Conversations gettin' complicated I could tell ya uh
Fifteen was in them handcuffs with paraphernalia
I grew up in them trenches boy your house had wine cellar
If anybody ever had a problem gave 'em hell
I got my auntie brothers daddy cousin backstage passes
Everybody celebratin' with they champagne glasses
I'm just sittin' full of pain as I'm tourin' the country
Thought the stress-free life was gon' come with the money you know