Nickels In A Dime World

[Intro]
Sun out
Top down
Slow roll
Homies laughin’
That’s just how it go
[Verse 1]
She hop in
Talkin’ ‘bout “I need a baller”
Filters on ten
Same thing when I call her
Say she want a man with a yacht and a plane
But her rent late
Still complainin’ ‘bout the train
Champagne taste on a drive-thru budget
Postin’ all day
“if you broke
Then you cut”
Sayin’ she a prize
But the math don’t add
Wants first-class love with a coach seat bag
[Chorus]
Nickels in a dime world
Actin’ like they ten outta ten
Talkin’ ‘bout a penthouse
Sleepin’ on the floor at a friend’s
You keep raisin’ that price tag
But your value don’t match the spend
Nickels in a dime world
Lookin’ for a hundred out of ten
[Verse 2]
She swear every dude in her DM thirsty
But every first date end up splitin’ the curly fries
Talkin’ ‘bout “I’m the table
The meal
And the view”
But can’t cook rice
Got dishes in the sink since June
Wants a loyal king
But she textin’ his partner
Sayin’ “we just cool
” while she playin’ it smarter
Gold plate dreams with a cardboard crown
Tryna punch above her weight
Still swingin’ down
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Look
Be real
That’s all I ask
Love yourself
Then raise your class
If you a five
That’s cool
Just grow
But you can’t skip steps from the ground to the gold
[low vocal register] Self-work
That’s the shine you feel
Not another filter on a highlight reel
[spoken] Get your mind
Get your money
Then flex that fine
‘Cause a solid little nickel can turn to a dime
[Chorus]

funk, Laid-back West Coast G-funk at 96 BPM, deep rubbery sine bass and crisp, sunlit drums. Whiny lead synth answers the vocal phrasing, with warm Rhodes chords and subtle talkbox ad-libs. Verses ride a smooth swing pocket; hook opens wider with stacked male harmonies and octave doubles, bass getting slightly more melodic. Light percussion and ad-libbed “yeah”s keep it playful, not bitter., smooth, deep, swing