Letra Finer things Killy

Finer things

Tryna make her dance, make her do-si-do
Heart on froze, neck sub-zero
The kids in the back, I gave them hope
Never really did what I was told
Did what I want, just didn't fold
Hardly hear the hate from this side of the globe
Spot no fake inside my soul
Whole lot of pain in my Styrofoam

Fell in love with the finer things, the finer things, the finer things (Yeah)
Stars align with the mandem toast
Pinky ring kinda like Pluto
This designer taste, design?r taste, designer tast? (Yeah)
I'm not the same man that you know
Straps on my pants, not no Velcro (Yeah)

Handshake a couple CEO's
For some reason they have problems with me
But I don't really know
He probably seen his daughter with me
Oh my God, I love KILLY flow
It's a little too late, should've bought it from me
Should've out the dotted line ?in front of me (Yeah)
Could've build a whole gold mine right on me
In my country I'm Trudeau (Yeah)
Walk out the door, see snow (See snow)
This is the life that I chose
Walk in the road, I'm in control
My Damier coat two-tone
My bitch, she bad to the bone
I'm at Chris Jerk bitin' up the bones (Yeah)
That's two blocks down from home
I'ma turn up like this day, doomsday
Got the club goin' up, like Tuesday
CBC, it was me and Michael Bublé
Shook my hand, told me I was too swag
See me on TV, now I'm important
Red carpet and the fans are recordin'
My best friend's name is Robert Borden
My ex keep callin' and I ignore it
Sunday morning I was eatin' on porridge
Swamp in my cup (What?), of course I'ma pour it (What? Yeah)
Had two pups I'd walk on Brimorton
Now I'm big dawg in the hills, in the fortress
Hundred band jugg for a two minute chorus
Misunderstood, made a little, more more of ya
Suit one of one, I had to import it
Jeff Gordon, hop in, I'ma floor it

Tryna make her dance, make her do-si-do
Heart on froze, neck sub-zero
The kids in the back, I gave them hope
Never really did what I was told
Did what I want, just didn't fold
Hardly hear the hate from this side of the globe
Spot no fake inside my soul
Whole lot of pain in my Styrofoam

Fell in love with the finer things, the finer things, the finer things (Yeah)
Stars align with the mandem toast
Pinky ring kinda like Pluto
This designer taste, designer taste, designer taste (Yeah)
I'm not the same man that you know
Straps on my pants, not no Velcro (Yeah)

I'm the same man that you know
Straps on my pants, not no
Fell in love with the finer things, the finer things, the finer things
Stars align with the mandem toast
Pinky ring kinda like
This designer taste, designer taste, designer taste (Yeah)
I'm not the same man that you know
Straps on my pants, not no Velcro