[Verse 1: Bladee]

Oh, how long have I been in this grave? Inside asleep, but seemingly awake It's not a nice way and I am ashamed I walk around strange

Didn't I say I don't care either way If it's a bad day or a really nice day?

I'm under your spell and this is my cell I know it too well Familiar hell

[Verse 2: Ecco2k]

You won't believe what they say about us, bad PR

Bad chemistry between the 9 and three-star

Only real fanatics know, TL;DR (Yeah)

In the ER at the hotel, two keycards (Yeah)

GTB, they still wanna hear GT-R

Black Discharge top, G-Star RAWs

Sing Peroxide on the stage in B-sharp (At the bus stop)

Black windows on the strip, black Dodge Charge'

Only rеal fanatics know, TL;DR

They still wanna hear GT-R

And we still got bad PR (Yеah)

But GTB is up, all-star

[Verse 3: Thaiboy Digital]

They don't know, they don't know, they don't

I've made a lot of fucking zeros, but they don't know (No, they don't)

They don't know, they don't know, they don't They don't know, they don't know, they don't

Champagne raining, champagne raining everywhere I go

Diamonds raining, diamonds raining everywhere I go They don't know, they don't know, they don't

Bank account on stacks and a Range Rove'

[Verse 4: Bladee]

On a nice day, rep the 9

In New York or Dubai

On the sick star, six sides

Let the sick star shine

On the low, keep your eyes on the prize

On the shores our horizons will rise

Make the goal, never go offside

Keep it cool on the rise 'til—, uh-uh-uh

[Outro: Bladee]

This, this, this, this, this distance This, this, this, this, this cold embrace This, this, this, this, this sunshine Stopped by pollution, cold and grey This, this, this, this, this distance This, this, this, this, this cold embrace This, this, this, this, this sunshine Stopped by pollution, cold and grey