My Interpretation

You talk about life, you talk about death And everything in between Like it's nothing, and the words are easy You talk about me, and you talk about you And everything I do Like it's something that needs repeating I don't need an alibi or for you to r

Verse 1: Riding on the wings of a dollar bill, or better yet the anticipation of how it feels, yeah, I guess I'm riding on that, caught a flight here & I ain't tryna fly back, nah, I held hands with the other side, & not afraid to still stand wher