Wallpaper Lyrics

I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche as my wallpaper

I'm trying to come up on y'all haters

I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche as my wallpaper

I'm in the field like a ball player

I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche as my wallpaper

I'm trying to come up on y'all haters

I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche as my wallpaper

I'm in the field like a ball player

The paper cuts on our thumbs got us infatuated

The fast money and faster cars got us fascinated

Some brothers need that alcohol to be activated

Don't get supercharged, man I am naturally aspirated

As a kid I had Porsches on my pyjamas

And a toy 928, I thought I'm Tony Montana

The world is yours, may your character be less callous

Still I dream of Carreras, Caymans and Panameras

I been real from boom boxes to Beat pills

In the jungle you can't afford to keep still

Where precious lives get thrown away for a cheap thrill

We're in a pickle but still we can find a sweet deal

And even though I've got a thousand dreams

I never live outside my means

Leave that to the suckers who fake it until they make it

So when you see the bracelet, it ain't a dent in my payslip

I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche as my wallpaper

I'm trying to come up on y'all haters

I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche as my wallpaper

I'm in the field like a ball player

I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche as my wallpaper

I'm trying to come up on y'all haters

I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche as my wallpaper

I'm in the field like a ball player

Haven't shaved my face, haven't taken a break

In a thousand days, I'm trying to make my way

As I fix these plates, and I lift these weights

Getting back in shape, I've got no time for play

Can't call myself successful til I can afford a holiday

I don't mean a trip, I just mean some time away

Hire staff to handle the day to day things

As I strategize on the bigger picture and shape things

Brothers I run with, their only concern is profit

The voting booth has never been in their logic

They can only trust the presidents in their pockets

Only talk politics when they're making deposits

And it's no wonder, the government never loved us

We're summoned for our sums and they're taking half of the number

Add that to the ones under thumbs of their baby mommas

And it's clear as summer we've got to gun for abundance

With a picture of a Porsche on my wallpaper