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Champagne Wishes & Caviar Dreams Video (MV)




Performed By: Jesse Janari
Length: 3:23
Written by: Jesse Janari




Jesse Janari - Champagne Wishes & Caviar Dreams Lyrics




Yeah
Ask me where I'm from yeah yeah
Baby where you from yeah yeah
I grip my balls when I'm walking through the liquor store
It's like a term of endearment
Show them niggas you got heart
Homeless nigga need a spark, here you go my nigga
83rd and Figuroa that shit the code my nigga
See I don't bang or nothing
I don't slang or nothing
Heard that bullet hot ain't got no name or nothing
Family got the crockpot hot with a plate of something
They say if you make it out you bout to hit the summit
We just did a trip to London
I don't get no writers block this shit mechanical to me
Lock myself into the lab the team will handle it for me
It's a lot of things in life that I can't handle it for me
If I gotta turn it over God can handle it for me
Cuzzo told me have expensive taste and satisfy it
A hungry appetite I'm satisfying
Tryna up the clientele
Maybe dinner at Gazelles
Hungry nigga looking like the saddest lion
Ain't no pride in it
Set that sucker shit aside with it
Baby used to pick me up from Hollywood and Western
Cuz a nigga ain't have money for the ride ticket
So yeah she got the key and she be riding whippin
I'm mean now days the lighting different
So far away but I'm typing distance
Smoke the right prescriptions
Member when I use to scroll the scriptures
Now a days I gotta mold the pictures
Drink the whole elixir
Take a walk with bishop
My circumstances made me highly ambitious
Couple people taught me that livings nutritious
And boy you better get it faster than you spend it, nigga

On this side of town they don't make it out
Every shot you get you gotta make it count
Good weed, good hoes, that's just how it goes
Sunny California that'll take ya clout

On this side of town they don't make it out
Every shot you get you gotta make it count
Good weed, good hoes, that's just how it goes
Sunny California that'll take ya clout
This shit'll take you out, don't get so comfy

My second verses sound like why should I kick the horse when it's down
Curation at its finest we give this shit to the crowd
Toast at the crib then add it all to my crown man
They wonder what did it for me
Act like they happy for my success like they meant it for me
Moments we break bread, this shit ain't dinner for me
Do this for people who made a habit of winning for me
No love loss just lesson learn
I hope my Benz come with the curtains
Tell them we was rich before the money in the land of milk
And honey getting money like you nerds
I just settled into the verse
Pickup where I never left off
Lotta niggas making music they should never let talk
So they see me on the gas and I may never let off
100 hours in the lab and I don't take no day off
I'm going days without the sunlight
But even when it rain the sun bright
I don't mean to brag but this is some life
Really good and really bad nights
I mean that's just how it goes, nigga

On this side of town they don't make it out
Every shot you get you gotta make it count
Good weed, good hoes, that's just how it goes
Sunny California that'll take ya clout

On this side of town they don't make it out
Every shot you get you better make it count
Good weed, good hoes, that's just how it goes
Sunny California that'll take ya clout
This shit'll take you out, don't get so comfy
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Yeah
Ask me where I'm from yeah yeah
Baby where you from yeah yeah
I grip my balls when I'm walking through the liquor store
It's like a term of endearment
Show them niggas you got heart
Homeless nigga need a spark, here you go my nigga
83rd and Figuroa that shit the code my nigga
See I don't bang or nothing
I don't slang or nothing
Heard that bullet hot ain't got no name or nothing
Family got the crockpot hot with a plate of something
They say if you make it out you bout to hit the summit
We just did a trip to London
I don't get no writers block this shit mechanical to me
Lock myself into the lab the team will handle it for me
It's a lot of things in life that I can't handle it for me
If I gotta turn it over God can handle it for me
Cuzzo told me have expensive taste and satisfy it
A hungry appetite I'm satisfying
Tryna up the clientele
Maybe dinner at Gazelles
Hungry nigga looking like the saddest lion
Ain't no pride in it
Set that sucker shit aside with it
Baby used to pick me up from Hollywood and Western
Cuz a nigga ain't have money for the ride ticket
So yeah she got the key and she be riding whippin
I'm mean now days the lighting different
So far away but I'm typing distance
Smoke the right prescriptions
Member when I use to scroll the scriptures
Now a days I gotta mold the pictures
Drink the whole elixir
Take a walk with bishop
My circumstances made me highly ambitious
Couple people taught me that livings nutritious
And boy you better get it faster than you spend it, nigga

On this side of town they don't make it out
Every shot you get you gotta make it count
Good weed, good hoes, that's just how it goes
Sunny California that'll take ya clout

On this side of town they don't make it out
Every shot you get you gotta make it count
Good weed, good hoes, that's just how it goes
Sunny California that'll take ya clout
This shit'll take you out, don't get so comfy

My second verses sound like why should I kick the horse when it's down
Curation at its finest we give this shit to the crowd
Toast at the crib then add it all to my crown man
They wonder what did it for me
Act like they happy for my success like they meant it for me
Moments we break bread, this shit ain't dinner for me
Do this for people who made a habit of winning for me
No love loss just lesson learn
I hope my Benz come with the curtains
Tell them we was rich before the money in the land of milk
And honey getting money like you nerds
I just settled into the verse
Pickup where I never left off
Lotta niggas making music they should never let talk
So they see me on the gas and I may never let off
100 hours in the lab and I don't take no day off
I'm going days without the sunlight
But even when it rain the sun bright
I don't mean to brag but this is some life
Really good and really bad nights
I mean that's just how it goes, nigga

On this side of town they don't make it out
Every shot you get you gotta make it count
Good weed, good hoes, that's just how it goes
Sunny California that'll take ya clout

On this side of town they don't make it out
Every shot you get you better make it count
Good weed, good hoes, that's just how it goes
Sunny California that'll take ya clout
This shit'll take you out, don't get so comfy
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