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)