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Champagne dreams

Shaaaaaaa

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August 7, 2026

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Lyrics

August 7, 2026

Yeah, my heart rate jump when she blow my phone,

But I been too fucked up, rather stack than bone.

Money on my brain, I don’t trust no soul,

Love feel cool, but that bag feel gold.

She said, “Boy, slow down,” I ain’t hear that shit,

If it ain’t ‘bout bread, I’ma dip real quick.

My heart beat once when I look in her eyes,

Then I think ‘bout times they switched and lied.

(Verse 1)

I remember bein’ broke, nobody hit my line,

Now they all pop up when they see me shine.

She was talkin’ ‘bout “forever,” I was thinkin’ ‘bout checks,

Tryna cuff my name while I’m chasin’ respect.

Pretty face, cute talk, but her heart was cheap,

Say she different from the rest, that’s the same ol’ speech.

I done heard that shit from like ten last week,

Now I treat they calls like spam, just sweep.

Fuck fake vibes, I’m allergic to the act,

I can read right through it when they cap in the chat.

Say she “down for me,” but she down for the racks,

If the money disappear, she ain’t callin’ me back.

So I laugh in my head when they swear they real,

Wanna eat off the plate but ain’t cook no meals.

I put work in while they post for thrills,

You a fan, lil’ baby, not part of the deal.

(Hook)

Yeah, my heart rate jump when she blow my phone,

But I been too fucked up, rather stack than bone.

Money on my brain, I don’t trust no soul,

Love feel cool, but that bag feel gold.

She said, “Boy, slow down,” I ain’t hear that shit,

If it ain’t ‘bout bread, I’ma dip real quick.

My heart beat once when I look in her eyes,

Then I think ‘bout times they switched and lied.

(Verse 2)

She said, “You too cold,” I said, “Look how I came,”

They was laughin’ at my Ls, now they screamin’ my name.

Where was you when my stomach was tight from the hunger?

Now you wanna ride ‘cause the pockets got stronger.

I don’t chase no chick, I chase investments,

You chase attention, I chase ownership percentages.

You want a trip, I want residual pay,

We not the same, lil’ baby, we in two different lanes.

You in love with the lifestyle, filters and likes,

I’m in love with the grind, late nights, real fights.

You want “relationship goals” for your page online,

I want peace in my mind and a house that’s mine.

So if I curve that call, don’t trip, I’m straight,

I can’t lose my soul tryna feed your taste.

If you ain’t bringin’ value to the path I chase,

Then you just dead weight in a pretty-ass face.

(Bridge)

Yeah, I know I sound harsh, but it is what it is,

I done seen too many snakes tryna play like they friends.

Heart been broke, now my feelings got trimmed,

If you ain’t talkin’ progress, then I’m out, I’m gone in the wind.

You can cry, you can post, you can subtweet me,

I be somewhere stackin’ up, you ain’t seein’ me.

Love cool, but the paper what’s feedin’ me,

So I treat loose talk like bad energy.

(Hook)

Yeah, my heart rate jump when she blow my phone,

But I been too fucked up, rather stack than bone.

Money on my brain, I don’t trust no soul,

Love feel cool, but that bag feel gold.

She said, “Boy, slow down,” I ain’t hear that shit,

If it ain’t ‘bout bread, I’ma dip real quick.

My heart beat once when I look in her eyes,

Then I think ‘bout times they switched and lied.

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