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Description
It's as if two parallel worlds collided in one track: one glossy, fast-paced, with black beaters, stacks of cash, and slippery bravado; the other quiet, almost painful, where nostalgia for something “perfect” and long lost slips between the beats. Rhymes and slang work like a mask, but underneath it all is neon fatigue and sleepy melancholy.
It sounds as if a night out at a club has turned into a personal diary set to beats: swagger and breakdown, jokes and PTSD are mixed together, and between the lines is an attempt to understand whether it was a dream or reality. And this mix creates a strange warmth: such honest chaos can only come from someone who is still capable of feeling.
Lyrics and translation
Original
I said I really like it, everything about it.
Try to make me forget, -I hate it's so perfect. -Was I dreaming or was it a daydream?
I'm in Rack City, you know I got a stack with me.
If I say that I'm brasking me, one day and I'm back to me. Pulling up in a black Mini, X4 with some black Rimmys.
Any man can chat to me, turned up in my eardrums.
Now the real world sounds mad tinny, your life goals sound mad to me.
Made money and blew it all, don't take the mickey, are you mad mini?
Praying hard for my bread rolls and your lickle stacks looking mad mini. I'm a baller, don't let it get messy. I'm a bit of power and a tad
Vinnie. Naturally, casually, said you're bad, but actually.
You ain't on nothing bad really, fake news, but it's factually.
Sad to see, sad really, don't end up a casualty. Wrong road with the dark mask, get the bar cash.
I don't spark hash, make -the car dash on the black Timmy. -Was I dreaming or was it a daydream?
I need you by my side, side, side, side, side, side, side.
I just wanna feel the way you do, do, do, do, do, do, do.
I said I really like it, everything about it.
Try to make me forget,
I hate it's so perfect.
Was it a riddle or a daydream?
Was it a little more crazy?
And we'll never see what they see, they see, they see.
Never see what they see, they see, they see, they see.
I will never see what they see. It's like a nightmare, you just wanna chase me.
You live rent-free in my head, you gotta pay me.
But you ain't cool, tryna make me get brain freeze.
Skrrt, get in the car. Remember I'm far. Gas, pressing it hard.
Like I'ma get melanin dark.
Remember me making you laugh and feeling like you was the key of my heart? Now you my twin from afar, and now the people can tell us apart.
Hold, hold the door. I'm close for sure. Clothes on the floor. Vivid my overflow.
You're in my dreams at night. Can't sleep at night. I call it PTSD, but I see you right.
Was I dreaming or was it a daydream?
I need you by my side, side, side, side, side, side, side.
I just wanna feel the way you do, do, do, do, do, do, do.
I said I really like it, everything about it.
Try to make me forget,
I hate it's so perfect. Was it a riddle or a daydream?
Was it a little more crazy?
And we'll never see what they see, they see, they see. Never see what they see, they see, they see, they see.