For the Children (Fat Money Reference)

[Intro: Fat Money & Olivia Merilahti] (Do you really wanna go back in time?) (Do you really wanna, really wanna go?) Niggas don't really have that- mm, ahh Fuck Sway Don't get painted graffiti (Do you really wanna go back in time?) This one's for Donda, this one's for Ano And that's another chalked up to this too good to [?] (Do you really wanna go back in time?) [Chorus: Fat Money & Olivia Merilahti] Throw your hands, though. What you stand for? I walk, I talk like I'm Rambo Fuck your Lambo. I bought land, though Is he white? Is he black? That's how tan glow Who you love, though? Where your love, though? Facetime Elon like, "What's up, bro?" Pull the [?], this the upmost Love, hate, kill, take. Is he cutthroat? [Verse: Fat Money & Olivia Merilahti] As fate would have it. Had to take to have it You be fake at acting. But I hate dramatics I raise the firе, I replace the matchеs They torched our wisdom, I could taste the ashes They threaten to give it, so I brace to have it I pulled up to the address (Do you really wanna go back in time?), I had some things to address I am so sick of this madness, what would you do for the [?] [?] (Do you really wanna go back in time?) I could've caught a pinch, but that pussy is magic Yo, said I did what? You really wanna bring that up, though? Bringin' up old women I fucked, though? (Do you really wanna go back in time?) To late to clean that up, though I said I'm not bringin' that up, though Then end up bringin' that up, though (Do you really wanna go back in time?) They said, "your stock was dropping," I am bringing it up, though I'm petty for bringing that up though I'll post, but I ain't leavin' that up, though You end up makin me mad, I end up ringin' on her door I don't need to be sleepin in her bed, I'd rather be sleepin' on her floor (I don't need to be sleepin in her bed, I'd rather be sleepin' on her floor)