Super 8 - XIE

The elevator’s broke, but the stairs are all I need

The minibar is full, but my appetite is clean

Keep it on the real, I prefer my checks in cash

If this is a dream, I just gotta make it last

Sweat and tears flood my room

The party’s near, won’t go too soon

Cause nothing lost is ever gained

I never want to stay the same

Two more days at the Super 8

Then I’m out of here

Mansions in Bel Air

Found my fate at the Super 8

Had to grow up quick

Learn to run with it

Now I’m flying high

(Super 8)

Little bit of smoke, now I’m buzzing like a bee

Little bit of hope, think I found a money tree

But keep it on the low, cause I’m building up my stash

And pour it in my cup so that we forget the past