But should I fall. I'm still free from it all (it all it all it all it all). . Round of applause, I pause to take a photo op. None of it's real; it's just Photoshopped.
I'm riding round and I'm getting' it;. they riding round pretendin'. I been had it, I been done,. I promise that it's all empty. They say they ridin' Bugatti's, man, put some babies through college.