Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Finer Things, artist - Lecrae. Album song Church Clothes 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.11.2013
Record label: Reach
Song language: English
Finer Things |
Candy paint |
P-piece of chain |
Money stacks |
D-diamond ring |
People playing that price of vain |
Me, I just want the finer things |
Haters hate |
P-people change |
Lost the family, f-face the pain |
Before death take my breath away |
I just want the finer things |
Look, You want a piece of chain? |
I want a peace of mind |
I had money in the bank while pops is dying |
I can get more money can’t buy no time, huh |
In a room trying not to cry |
Spent quality time so I’m good |
Could’ve been out waxing that hood |
Of my foreign car, like some sort of star |
Stead of giving my time like I should, huh |
You wanna know what’s cool? |
A daddy dropping his kids off at school |
And when his kids is grown with kids of they own |
And say my daddy ain’t raise no fool |
Sometimes, I sit on a plane full of pain |
Care less about a grammy or the fame |
I just want to see my kids change |
And give up my art for their heart |
That’s gain |
Mayne, so tell me what you making? |
Money or a difference |
You was made for that or get paid for that |
What’s yo' excuse and yo' mission? |
When nobody remembers my name |
Or the clothes I wore to that thing |
I still rest in peace with my sanity |
For them lives I got to help change |
Finer things |
Okay, I been there, done it to |
Seen it all, no birthday suit |
Red carpet in my armani suit |
Sitting V.I.P. |
with ya' favorite group |
Bad chicks, actress |
R&B diva catch a fever while I’m leaving out the back quick |
Now, tell me that won’t boost your arrogance |
Exactly |
From Dallas to a palace |
In Dubai, to the Maasai tactics |
In Africa, I’m not bragging |
Just explaining that I ain’t lying when I’m saying that I’ve had it all |
Dawg, enough bucks under my mattress |
So buy what I want |
No more lifting like it’s practice |
Nope, that’s just racks on racks, and bracket |
Fast life, race with me |
Gassed right? |
this pace isn’t |
That life, we should stay living |
It’ll make it last, we chase feelings |
I did that, but I ain’t get jack |
Just enough for the bluff, so try to help you might get jack |
And man that’s truth, so get back |
Cuz' they hit back |
Let me help you |