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PERFORMING ARTISTS
MASN
MASN
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mason Benjamin Rupper
Mason Benjamin Rupper
Composer
Jordan Lutes
Jordan Lutes
Lyrics
Daniel Majic
Daniel Majic
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danny Majic
Danny Majic
Producer
Anthony Dolhai
Anthony Dolhai
Mixing Engineer
Dan Millice
Dan Millice
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I wanna wake up warm, somewhere in the summer
Feelin' like money, doin' everything I wanna
Then I take one to the face (Face), get a little dizzy
Lambo's gonna race, runnin' red lights in the city
I earned all this shit, can't nobody tell me different
One-fifty on the freeway, finally got it out my system
If I lose my brakes, then right here I won't be sittin'
Swear this shit is scripted, but it's just how we're livin'
Yeah, it's just how we're livin'
[Verse 2]
In LA, it's a movie (Woo, whoa)
PCH, bitch, I'm cruisin' (Cruisin')
Strawberry paint like a smoothie, wow (Oh, wow)
Burnin' out (Burnin' out)
[Verse 3]
Drop the top and let the breeze in (Breeze in), do it for no reason
Huracan in Corsa and the horses got me speedin'
Do it 'cause I need this, yeah, I need this
City of angels (Angels), I'm seeing demons
[Verse 4]
Don't care what your plans are, we're goin' right now (We're goin' right now)
The whip goes bananas and I'm peelin' out (I'm peelin' out)
Twenty minutes to Nobu, only took about five (Only took five)
Rollie with the diamonds, I can't even see the time
[Verse 5]
I wanna wake up warm, somewhere in the summer
Feelin' like money, doin' everything I wanna
Then I take one to the face (Face), get a little dizzy
Lambo's gonna race, runnin' red lights in the city
I earned all this shit, can't nobody tell me different
One-fifty on the freeway, finally got it out my system
If I lose my brakes, then right here I won't be sittin'
Swear this shit is scripted, but it's just how we're livin'
Yeah, it's just how we're livin'
[Verse 6]
Three two-seaters in the driveway at my place (On the highway)
Flip a coin and pick and let's boat on the highway
Don't care about the time or the distance
Promise you don't wanna miss this
[Verse 7]
Don't care what your plans are, we're goin' right now (We're goin' right now)
The whip goes bananas and I'm peelin' out (I'm peelin' out)
Twenty minutes to Nobu, only took about five (Only took five)
Rollie with the diamonds, I can't even see the time
[Verse 8]
I wanna wake up warm, somewhere in the summer
Feelin' like money, doin' everything I wanna
Then I take one to the face (Face), get a little dizzy
Lambo's gonna race, runnin' red lights in the city
I earned all this shit, can't nobody tell me different
One-fifty on the freeway, finally got it out my system
If I lose my brakes, then right here I won't be sittin'
Swear this shit is scripted, but it's just how we're livin'
Yeah, it's just how we're livin'
[Verse 9]
If I lose my brakes, sittin' here
Feelin' like money
Written by: Daniel Majic, Jordan Lutes, Mason Benjamin Rupper
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