The song is from Curren$y’s second studio album, The Stoned Immaculate.

Curren$y is telling a true story about the relationship that he had with a close female.

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Out here there are no stars

Out here we are stoned

[Hook 1]

Chandeliers in the ceiling

Remind her of the time, that she was dealing with a

Nigga on the grind, trying to get a billion

Sacrificing time, to spend with all his women

But still he tried

Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind her of the time

That she was ridin' with me, I'm always on her mind

But I be on my mission she smile and she cry

Any time she see him....

[Verse 1:]

Shorty had her own money

Everytime she came through she brung it

Didn't want nothing from me, but for me to kick it

Play the cut, be the make-believe husband

Couldn't stomach the fact that I was always running

In and out out of them streets, in and out them freaks

And I didn't hide nothing, from her I was a hundred

That's why she couldn't leave, I kept it way too G

Her family in her ear, advising her that she should be

With a doctor, a lawyer, someone with a degree

But she wanted no pointers, was happiest with me

Nightlife cruising something in a spoiler with two seats

Making real jet movements, this lifestyle wild, these hoes attached to it

I fucked up, she say fuck me and then she really do it

Living this life is foolish, so I rather let you slide

Even though I hate to do it

Real life situations....out here there are no stars....

[Hook 1]

[Chandeliers in the ceiling

Remind her of the time, that she was dealing with a

Nigga on the grind, trying to get a billion]

Sacrificing time, to spend with all his women

But still he tried

[Verse 2:]

From the pages of the fashion magazine

To Twitter, to plane tickets to get her here with me

Lying to them other guys, but keeping it sincere with me

At least that's what she wish that I believe

Boomerang style, right outta the silver screen

Same player ways as mine, dog attitude in a feline

Seen a real nigga, made a bee line, hard to shine like he shine

But when I was off on the grind, laid with lesser niggas in the meantime

Double standard rules apply

You can't do what a man do

It don't look good in the streets' eyes

And they watchin' and peepin’, lookin' for signs of weakness

Makin' moves with a floozy, you'll be lookin' like a sizzimp

And the vultures out to eat them, and I can't be in that number

So it's on the late night fuck meetings, can't be seen in the public

Bout that? she always fussin, and I ain't got the time

So I had to let her slide, she think about me when she high

Real life situations...just got those from looking through my phone..

[Hook 1]

[Chandeliers in the ceiling

Remind her of the time, that she was dealing with a

Nigga on the grind, trying to get a billion]

Sacrificing time, to spend with all his women

But still he tried

[Hook 1]

[Chandeliers in the ceiling

Remind her of the time, that she was dealing with a

Nigga on the grind, trying to get a billion]

Sacrificing time, to spend with all his women

But still he tried