Текст песни ZOMBIELAND - Paris Williams

Pink in the sky
Diamonds in your eyes
This wanderlust in disguise
Not a lullaby
Lost in this world
Trapped in your thighs
I've been lost with a girl
Now a couple times
Crazy this feeling been more consistent
Than anything the past year or two
Think that's crazy revealing
Got some traumas I've been healing from
If the money man call then I gotta run
Quickly

Money Man, Money Man
Can I please just borrow a few grand?
Wanna buy my Momma a new Benz
Wanna put my fam in a new crib
Mister

Relationship seance
I feel the disconnect
Purgatory the more we
Just tried to make it stick
Tattered jackets and thrasher
I hung with rebel kids
Smoking weed after classes
To give myself a fix
I'm a ghost in the smoke
That won't fade away
Mojo dope in the most kinda subtle way
Swear to good I never felt so pretty
Gorgeous Paris
Come fuck with me
Whenever we meet up it's bad news
Next time that you see me
I promise you can't snooze
Because I'll probably be
Covered in tattoos
Chain smoking in bathrooms
Drugs, Sex, and the Cash rules hearing
Sex Money Money Money Murder
Bloody conscious
Promise that I can't desert her
Searching for truth
To adjust my purpose
Searching for my trust
Baby girl you gotta earn it

Money Man, Money Man
Can I please just borrow a few grand?
Wanna buy my Momma a new Benz
Wanna put my fam in a new crib
Mister

Figure making some figures
Might make us get together
So Money Man can you tell me
Which weather to prepare for
Swear this life is a movie
No kind of Cinderella
My allegory more gory
Compare it to Akira
Tucked everything in the back
Of a gold Honda S
And I haven't looked back
Still fuck a cop because I bang my set
Drop Dead XX on a bulletproof vest
Feel me

See the money falling down
Like a rain cloud
Need the shit right now
Maybe if we get it
Then I won't feel bound
Maybe we could stick together
Somehow

Money Man, Money Man
Can I please just borrow a few grand?
Wanna buy my Momma a new Benz
Wanna put my fam in a new crib
Mister