[Verse]
Ghost floatin', spirit on the hood, it gleams
Not just a whip, nah, it’s a symbol of dreams
Paper chase, people caught in the scheme
Price tag heavy, but the soul stay lean
Hand-stitched leather, stitched like sins
Sweat from the poor, where the luxury begins
Worth ain’t in the metal, it’s in the grin
Of the buyer convinced, they just gotta win
[Chorus]
Roll the math, Royce the worth
Pay the tax, flex the girth
It’s worth what they’ll drop in the purse
RoLL€DEM4THA×RoYc€, it’s a blessing or a curse
[Verse 2]
Assembly lines ain't pumping the value they claim
It’s the name, it’s the fame, it’s the marketing game
They push the illusion, paint the delusion
It’s a status war, material confusion
V12 engine, but who’s really driven?
They sell the dream, but you’re the one that’s given
Your labor, your sweat, your overtime grind
For a car that’s designed to control your mind
[Prechorus]
Tell me, is it worth it? Is it even real?
The chrome and the leather, or just how it feel?