The stars are so close from my high -rise
Something holds me here, it smells of grass and petrol
Guys like us make a lot of money, but die afterwards
This world is a lie, but we live for you
My too smoke, I'm on the block again, we've been there for so long (Ra-Pa-Pap)
Shawty, watch out because you burn a hole in my Loro Piana
I fold you a juana, luje, two for me
No princess like Diana, Luje, you live my film
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