Seven million, spend it on a table
Getting those bags just a handful
Me and her meeting on the dance floor
Give me those stacks that I paid for
Cash in my bed living dollar life
Throw it at her ass make the dollars cry
I don't wanna fuck, but she just might
Take it all back at the end of the night
End of the night
I wanna fly
Picking up flight
We're forever tied
You don't wanna know how it made me feel
Ignoring the words that I sent, you read
My words but it made you heal
You don't want to know how you made me bleed
Running through my head and you can't get out
Running through my head and it's filled with doubt
Bottom of the pit and I'm running around
Just to feel good I'll be living a lie
Seven million, spend it on a table
Getting those bags just a handful
Me and her meeting on the dance floor
Give me those stacks that I paid for
Cash in my bed living dollar life
Throw it at her ass make the dollars cry
I don't wanna fuck, but she just might
Take it all back at the end of the night
