@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
Maybach Music, it's deeper than the verse baby
It's deeper than the rap
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush
You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
Seventeen, tryna man up
Feed the fam boy, I put that on these damn goods
All I got was diabetes and a damn ugg
People talkin' down, callin' me a damn sprug
Young niggas, all you wanna do is roam free
On your own feet, gotta cook your own beef
I'm too cool for lame dudes that ridicule
I laugh while I'm doin' laps in the swimmin' pool
I don't owe you niggas nothin'
Call me two fingers when you see a nigga stuntin'
Black Philip drummin', limousines of the Hummer
Penthouse sweet, pretty beach I call the summer
Lotta homies pass, see 'em in the future
Moneys so fast, on the gas, never neutral
Gotta keep a shooter while I'm ridin' in the seven
Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush
You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
And still my talent is yet to be challenged
Had new jet with my own pilot
No blastin' off, but flexin' DJ Khaled
My mom stressin' college but my crude sense of logic
Did a lude to my empty wallet
Try spittin' on a green tinted Accord
Which could mean a sentence up north
Where the homie was but back then
Doe was like a hoard it goldie love, it didn't exist
And office foley cuffs was after my wrists
Was not Beverly hills where we chilled
Imagine this, the nas 'n' rith had to get from rags to rich
I used to stand on rooftops, with two glocks
Figurin' how do I turn my timbalands to clocks
Now reptiles was left out about a watch
What is you thinkin'? Murk you
Plus the muscle that you bringin' is nothin' to me
If you thuggin, a fake and shaked on Cuban, shout out my Ricans
Down with all of you gangstas to the roughest Jamiacans
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush
You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
If you ballin' physics, nigga money never flow
Meanin' every day I'm livin', tryna stay on flow
Coming from a boss, I can predict a double cross
Handlers managin' money, they never come across
I spend in Africa, Magnamers, numbers involved
AK47s singin' win or by sum or you fall?
I dealt with brawls and those willin' to sell their soul
Over cars and clothes, man I'm talkin' petty hoes
Ask ma feddi grow, fuck a feet of spaghettio's
I'm club poppin' in Cali shout out to Ariel
Somebody dim the lights, triple black tuts
'Cause associated and the flesh is tryna catch up
I roam with niggas who destined to get a life sentence
Get their baby mama a Lexus for them nice visits
Ma nigga got a dub an' love to do the push ups
I got a million cash tryna get the kush up
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush
You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush
You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
Maybach Music, it's deeper than the verse baby
It's deeper than the rap
It's deeper than the rap
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush
You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
Seventeen, tryna man up
Feed the fam boy, I put that on these damn goods
All I got was diabetes and a damn ugg
People talkin' down, callin' me a damn sprug
Young niggas, all you wanna do is roam free
On your own feet, gotta cook your own beef
I'm too cool for lame dudes that ridicule
I laugh while I'm doin' laps in the swimmin' pool
I don't owe you niggas nothin'
Call me two fingers when you see a nigga stuntin'
Black Philip drummin', limousines of the Hummer
Penthouse sweet, pretty beach I call the summer
Lotta homies pass, see 'em in the future
Moneys so fast, on the gas, never neutral
Gotta keep a shooter while I'm ridin' in the seven
Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush
You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
And still my talent is yet to be challenged
Had new jet with my own pilot
No blastin' off, but flexin' DJ Khaled
My mom stressin' college but my crude sense of logic
Did a lude to my empty wallet
Try spittin' on a green tinted Accord
Which could mean a sentence up north
Where the homie was but back then
Doe was like a hoard it goldie love, it didn't exist
And office foley cuffs was after my wrists
Was not Beverly hills where we chilled
Imagine this, the nas 'n' rith had to get from rags to rich
I used to stand on rooftops, with two glocks
Figurin' how do I turn my timbalands to clocks
Now reptiles was left out about a watch
What is you thinkin'? Murk you
Plus the muscle that you bringin' is nothin' to me
If you thuggin, a fake and shaked on Cuban, shout out my Ricans
Down with all of you gangstas to the roughest Jamiacans
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush
You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
If you ballin' physics, nigga money never flow
Meanin' every day I'm livin', tryna stay on flow
Coming from a boss, I can predict a double cross
Handlers managin' money, they never come across
I spend in Africa, Magnamers, numbers involved
AK47s singin' win or by sum or you fall?
I dealt with brawls and those willin' to sell their soul
Over cars and clothes, man I'm talkin' petty hoes
Ask ma feddi grow, fuck a feet of spaghettio's
I'm club poppin' in Cali shout out to Ariel
Somebody dim the lights, triple black tuts
'Cause associated and the flesh is tryna catch up
I roam with niggas who destined to get a life sentence
Get their baby mama a Lexus for them nice visits
Ma nigga got a dub an' love to do the push ups
I got a million cash tryna get the kush up
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush
You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush
You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
Maybach Music, it's deeper than the verse baby
It's deeper than the rap
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