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letra de romanelli chair - g.t.

[intro]
how much i really made, i don’t care
(sup, jp?)
all the pain, i swear
ayy

[chorus]
ridin’ no top, let the wind blow through her hair
dolce and gabbana, but my glasses cartier (my glasses cartier)
send her in chanel, i told her cop ’em by the pair (cop ’em by the pair)
sittin’ in the condo in a romanelli chair
[verse 1]
five-hundred-dollar candle, got le labo in the air (le labo in the air)
they think i hit the lotto, but i made it off the air (made it off the air)
i had to hit my knees and thank the lord they made ’em here (here)
i took off so fast on ’em, man, they only caught the rear

[refrain]
the streets ain’t gave me nothin’ but some pain, i swear (yeah)
i don’t know how much i really made, i don’t care (i don’t know)
sometimes i wish my pops was just sittin’ right there (for real)
so we could talk ’bout sh-t we could’ve did if he was here
when i was broke and f-cked up, it seemed like all the love was there (for real)
got a little money, now everybody changed on me (everybody)
everybody chasin’ clout, i guess they want some fame from me
sh-t crazy (sh-t crazy)
i just wanna get out here and feed my baby (my son)
big-ass heavy rope chain like the ’80s (the one)
we got matchin’ gucci on, me and my lady (for real, d-mn)

[chorus]
ridin’ no top, let the wind blow through her hair (yeah)
dolce and gabbana, but my glasses cartier (cartier)
send her in chanel, i told her cop ’em by the pair (pair)
sittin’ in the condo in a romanelli chair (chair)

[verse 2]
it took a lil’ minute, but i’m glad we made it here (yeah)
i made that sh-t tonight, that sh-t you save up in a year (for real)
gettin’ head in the tesla, you know i ain’t gotta steer (yeah)
if i press a b-tton, then next day, you outta here (for real)
i was dead broke, i ain’t ashamed, i can say it (yeah)
i ain’t call n0body, i ain’t need no helping hand (i didn’t)
that’s the main reason why i play it like i play it (yeah)
i want my flowers while i’m here ’cause they don’t love you ’til you dead
[refrain]
the streets ain’t gave me nothin’ but some pain, i swear (i swear)
i don’t know how much i really made, i don’t care (made, i don’t care)
sometimes i wish my pops was just sittin’ right there (right here)
so we could talk ’bout sh-t we could’ve did if he was here (yeah, yeah)
when i was broke and f-cked up, it seemed like all the love was there (yeah)
got a little money, now everybody changed on me (sh-t)
everybody chasin’ clout, i guess they want some fame from me (d-mn, sh-t crazy)

[outro]
let me hear it from the top out loud right quick

- g t

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