Aston Martin Music

[Intro]

Um, you know when I get my Aston Martin

I'll be in there, seats on recline, bad bitch in the passenger

Spliff burning with Matesa on, you feel me?

Lay back, just cruise

[Chorus: Chrisette Michele & Tory Lanez]

Riding to the music, this is how we do it (all night), all night

(1 Verse Killah)

Breezing down the freeway just me and my baby, in our ride

Just me and my boss, no worries at all (Uh, Canada)

Listening to the Aston Martin Music, Music

[Post-Chorus: Drake & Tory Lanez]

Would've came back for you

I just needed time to do what I had to do

Caught in the life I can't it let it go (yeah)

Whether that's right I will never know

But here goes nothing

[Verse]

Uh, everybody saying remember me

But where the hell is y'all memories?

I'm searching through walls of my membrane

It's insane, I'm entertainin' the big names

Through diamond, silver lining on my big frames

Niggas stressin' all I'm seeing through the Oakleys

Shit depressin', so we investing to blow trees

Had a dream I was chillin' in the OC

Then I landed out in Cali where they woke me

Discrete mumbles, from summer to street jungle

Voice from my uncle he tell me to keep humble

But at times I slip into deep wonder

Would they show they support in the event that my feet stumble?

See, when you already on, it's harder to say shit

Like the feelin' when you dazed and caught in amazement

Girls gotta stay separate from all of your statements

'Cause for the most part, hoes want a part of the payment

I'm relaxing in the Rolls Royce

Getting money 'cause I give these hoes no choice

I'm all alone in my box, blunt burnin' in the zone with my thots, wait

[Bridge: Tory Lanez]

Sometimes a nigga change for the money

Ladies that love me and all of these whips I roll

But buying all the dollars, so why would I holla?

Tryna put my pockets on swole

And I ain't got no time, no-no time (I ain't got no time)

I just got memories, oh no-no, yeah

(And I just got the memories, yeah)

[Chorus: Chrisette Michele]

Riding to the music, this is how we do it (all night), all night

Breezing down the freeway just me and my baby, in our ride

Just me and my boss, no worries at all

Listening to the Aston Martin Music, Music

[Post-Chorus: Drake & Tory Lanez]

(uh, Mr. Peterson, January 1st, 0-11)

Would've came back for you

I just needed time to do what I had to do

Caught in the...