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Lyrics
Universe, you’re playful — I see the bit,
You hand me lessons, I remix the script.
No shellfish, no gluten, no dye, no soy —
Still dining in style, still finding the joy.
I’m allergic to struggle, intolerant to lack,
So I plate my desires like a five-star snack.
If my gut’s a diva, she’s got her staff,
We toast to the lessons and laugh the math.
If you’re sending the tests, then send the perks,
Add chef’s-kiss timing to how it works.
No crumbs of chaos, I want the feast —
Serve my miracles, flame-grilled, at least.
If I can’t eat cheap, then I’ll eat elite —
Manifestation, baby, cover the seat.
Rosemary gardens on ocean air,
My taste for the finer was always there.
High-maintenance? No, just high-aware —
Luxury’s language, and I’m fluent — beware.
The food’s organic, the fortune’s caught,
My wallet remembers what my worth forgot.
Venmo? No, Universe wire me grace —
Abundance shows up with impeccable taste.
So if you’re testing my gourmet fate,
Deliver abundance — not just the plate.
I’ll sip, I’ll savor, I’ll own my reign,
’Cause wealth and wellness share one vein.
Details
GeneratedOct 27, 2025
Duration1:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark glam pop with cinematic synths, sultry vocals, and neon-lit bass—luxury, irony, and power intertwined.
Credits
Prompt by
HypnoticOvertone644
HypnoticOvertone644ModelAria v4
