Intellectuals Lyrics - Passing Through - Chef Special

There is a fine line between the two of us 

We can't be talking down that long like intellectuals 

Sipping on fine wine, smoking diamonds dust 

We can't be lost in that old world, inter-terrestrials 

We all laughing but not really laughing 

We all cashing but not really cashing 

Labeled your eyes for Scandinavian fashion 

The same topic, great bands, it's Leo and Gatsby 

We so fly, shit, we praise the classics 

We have a newspaper shaking our heads, shit 

We so aware, we really, really, care, right? 

Mama nature, the state of the planet 

And that crazy warfare, we blame the marriage 

But really we be flipping out waiting in traffic 

So raise your glasses with grapes organic 

The niggas find Chardonnay taste divine 

There is a fine line between the two of us 

We can't be talking down that long like intellectuals 

Sipping on fine wine, smoking diamonds dust 

We can't be lost in that old world, inter-terrestrials 

We used to copy all the right kind of folk 

Momma always love you, papa always knows 

Stop you on the road when you lost control 

And now we all grown up, yeah, we all gone rogue 

Hit the flow, drink, smoking, be yours, let me go 

Call me back, never mind, all of that till we all 

Some wake up in a brand new Bugatti 

Let's wake up in bed with some juicy cocky 

There is a fine line between the two of us 

We can't be talking down that long like intellectuals 

Sipping on fine wine, smoking diamonds dust 

We can't be lost in that old world, inter-terrestrials 

Lost in our own world 

Million miles away 

Lost in our own world 

Know you feel the same 

Lost in our own world 

I see diamonds in your back 

Lost in our own world 

Until they fade away