Nouvèl - Limousine (feat. Nomad the Native & Gëtte) Lyrics

I come bending 'round that corner
Like it's Prom Night
If I hit before that curfew then it's alright
I keep it G, keep it real like the gold in my teeth
I'm so fresh you would think I'm a thief
Popping that bubbly it give me relief
Got me feeling like champagne for the pain
Got me feeling right young thing in my stretch limousine
Pop that bubbly like champagne for the pain
Got me feeling right young thing in my stretch limousine
Keep that Clicquot on chill
In my stretch auto mobile
Remember Ray's Boom Boom Room
Yeah well I got the same vibe on wheels
Put on a tux and go play the field
And my chick so deluxe, her looks could kill
Got the people in a daze, I'm so Copperfield
Attempt another feat while I'm tryna keep
Steadfast in my prayer
But I still ride around with the brimstone
Lord keep my head on swivel
Don't want my name chiseled
Too soon on a tombstone
These tints ain't the only thing dark
Yea I played my part
On a block in the hood though
Used to pray for a whip with the roof gone
Now I pray my soul ain't too gone
I wish I was rich like
Zack and Cody lived a suite life
Was it really what it seemed like
Fragile ego in the lime light
With a lack of esteem
The highlights
Ain't quite what they seem
In hindsight, I done fell for a scheme
Chasing dreams, I may never achieve
My OG's steady questioning me
How dare you get conscious
It's making me nauseous I can't take it
I miss when you sang about hoes being lame
And chicks in your videos naked
Maybe I needed a break
Or maybe that shit needed breaking
I used to want money to spend it
But now I just want it to give it
I'm changing
Oh
Champagne for the pain got me feeling like
Young thing in my stretch limousine popping bubbly like
Champagne for the pain got me feeling like
Young thing in my stretch limousine
I got dreams of nights that don't require me driving the car
I got schemes for going far
I got visions of the ceilings with the twinkling little stars
Stars is starry
She said, baby could you get it for me huh
Not to worry what
Now it seems like this phantom will haunt me
Meanwhile in real life I work like a zombie
Nine to five not a life
Last name ain't Miller but
I can still picture me living a higher life pick it up
Just gotta blow it up, dynamite
My chauffeur pulling up, time is right
It's all paid off cause I'm grinding right
Whether I'm Martin or Christopher
Just let me dream, nighty-night
Sing it like
Sing it, sing it
Da da da da da da da da da
Sing that lullaby
Da da da da da da da da da