Intellectuals - Chef’Special

There is a fine line between the two of us

We can’t be talking down that long like intellectuals

Sipping on fine wine, smoking diamonds dust

We can’t be lost in that old world, inter-terrestrials

We all laughing but not really laughing

We all cashing but not really cashing

Labeled your eyes for Scandinavian fashion

The same topic, great bands, it’s Leo and Gatsby

We so fly, shit, we praise the classics

We have a newspaper shaking our heads, shit

We so aware, we really, really, care, right?

Mama nature, the state of the planet

And that crazy warfare, we blame the marriage

But really we be flipping out waiting in traffic

So raise your glasses with grapes organic

The niggas find Chardonnay taste divine

There is a fine line between the two of us

We can’t be talking down that long like intellectuals

Sipping on fine wine, smoking diamonds dust

We can’t be lost in that old world, inter-terrestrials

We used to copy all the right kind of folk

Momma always love you, papa always knows

Stop you on the road when you lost control

And now we all grown up, yeah, we all gone rogue

Hit the flow, drink, smoking, be yours, let me go

Call me back, never mind, all of that till we all

Some wake up in a brand new Bugatti

Let’s wake up in bed with some juicy cocky

There is a fine line between the two of us

We can’t be talking down that long like intellectuals

Sipping on fine wine, smoking diamonds dust

We can’t be lost in that old world, inter-terrestrials

Lost in our own world

Million miles away

Lost in our own world

Know you feel the same

Lost in our own world

I see diamonds in your back

Lost in our own world

Until they fade away