Yeah
She got, wild dreams of a Santorini retreat
Her friends rented the Wagon, hope the card don't exceed
Out in Santorini Greece heavy sweating like I'm greased
Cause she ran off with my wallet now she on a spending spree
Look in your eyes and I already know
She said your type is the type to leave me at home alone
Touring heavy, making dough and hoping you ain't catching hoes
I prolly am, so I had to tell that girl GABOS
Yeah, Game Ain't Based On Sympathy
I throw my feelings and that gas in the wood
And next up, we down to rob the industry
And when these labels hit us up, we boutta' tell em we good.
Oh yeah, we good
Oh yeah, yeah nigga we good
We good, yeah hold on' we good
It's a Santorini Dream and this life is too good
Yeah
I was only thirteen, spitting all these sixteens
And when I turned 16, I knew it's more than just a dream
Hoping that my pops'll get it, praying that my momma see
Young emcee, a true poetic influenced by currency that's how it be
Painting pictures with my words, this shit ultra HD
Clear cut vision if you can pay the fee, okay see
Neck hail like Jojo on Jodeci
Thinking if I go to sleep, I'll never get to live my dream
Yeah, Game Ain't Based On Sympathy
I throw my feelings and that gas in the wood
And next up, we down to rob the industry
And when these labels hit us up, we boutta' tell em we good.
Oh yeah, we good
Oh yeah, yeah nigga we good
We good, yeah hold on' we good
It's a Santorini Dream and this life is too good
Carnate - A Santorini Dream Lyrics
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Yeah
She got, wild dreams of a Santorini retreat
Her friends rented the Wagon, hope the card don't exceed
Out in Santorini Greece heavy sweating like I'm greased
Cause she ran off with my wallet now she on a spending spree
Look in your eyes and I already know
She said your type is the type to leave me at home alone
Touring heavy, making dough and hoping you ain't catching hoes
I prolly am, so I had to tell that girl GABOS
Yeah, Game Ain't Based On Sympathy
I throw my feelings and that gas in the wood
And next up, we down to rob the industry
And when these labels hit us up, we boutta' tell em we good.
Oh yeah, we good
Oh yeah, yeah nigga we good
We good, yeah hold on' we good
It's a Santorini Dream and this life is too good
Yeah
I was only thirteen, spitting all these sixteens
And when I turned 16, I knew it's more than just a dream
Hoping that my pops'll get it, praying that my momma see
Young emcee, a true poetic influenced by currency that's how it be
Painting pictures with my words, this shit ultra HD
Clear cut vision if you can pay the fee, okay see
Neck hail like Jojo on Jodeci
Thinking if I go to sleep, I'll never get to live my dream
Yeah, Game Ain't Based On Sympathy
I throw my feelings and that gas in the wood
And next up, we down to rob the industry
And when these labels hit us up, we boutta' tell em we good.
Oh yeah, we good
Oh yeah, yeah nigga we good
We good, yeah hold on' we good
It's a Santorini Dream and this life is too good
She got, wild dreams of a Santorini retreat
Her friends rented the Wagon, hope the card don't exceed
Out in Santorini Greece heavy sweating like I'm greased
Cause she ran off with my wallet now she on a spending spree
Look in your eyes and I already know
She said your type is the type to leave me at home alone
Touring heavy, making dough and hoping you ain't catching hoes
I prolly am, so I had to tell that girl GABOS
Yeah, Game Ain't Based On Sympathy
I throw my feelings and that gas in the wood
And next up, we down to rob the industry
And when these labels hit us up, we boutta' tell em we good.
Oh yeah, we good
Oh yeah, yeah nigga we good
We good, yeah hold on' we good
It's a Santorini Dream and this life is too good
Yeah
I was only thirteen, spitting all these sixteens
And when I turned 16, I knew it's more than just a dream
Hoping that my pops'll get it, praying that my momma see
Young emcee, a true poetic influenced by currency that's how it be
Painting pictures with my words, this shit ultra HD
Clear cut vision if you can pay the fee, okay see
Neck hail like Jojo on Jodeci
Thinking if I go to sleep, I'll never get to live my dream
Yeah, Game Ain't Based On Sympathy
I throw my feelings and that gas in the wood
And next up, we down to rob the industry
And when these labels hit us up, we boutta' tell em we good.
Oh yeah, we good
Oh yeah, yeah nigga we good
We good, yeah hold on' we good
It's a Santorini Dream and this life is too good
Writer: Kamogelo Mapoko
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