[Chorus: Conor Mason]
Darling, I'm gonna build you something
Sweetie, you need something better
Let me build you something better
Heaven, it's lonely in your heaven
Sweetie, you need something better
Let me build you something better

[Verse 1: M Huncho]
I need a slight more rain
Nearly got my rainbow, need a slight more rain (Just a slight more rain)
I stay up 'til late, baggin' all this weed and this Kurt Cobain (And this Kurt Cocaine, yeah)
See, my daddy got a job, he's got back pain (Got back pain)
Mom's a housewife, yeah, she's sick some days (She's sick some days)
Home all day, cook all day
She didn't evеn know that her son was famous
I've been ten toеs, sellin' Kurt Cobain (Kurt Cobain, yeah)
Very slow money and the risks gettin' greater (Risks gettin' greater)
I can't really be ashamed 'cause (Really be ashamed)
Eight years later, I'm a household name (I'm a household name)
But I missed my mum's calls for like eight months straight (Eight months straight)
Wonder how she feelings, is her son okay (Momma, I'm okay)
Alive, is he dead? Eatin' every day (I'm eatin' every day)
I'm alive, I'm well, got some children on the way, by the way (Way, way, way, way, way)

[Chorus: Conor Mason]
Darling, I'm gonna build you something
Sweetie, you need something better
Let me build you something better
Heaven, it's lonely in your heaven
Sweetie, you need something better
Let me build you something better
(La música de Harry Fraud)
[Verse 2: M Huncho]
(Drive) Drive my mum in a Mulsanne (Skrr)
Rather go in Louis, tell that woman get the trainers (Ah)
Still wear a vest, yeah, 'cause the hood is dangerous (Brr)
And I stay mysterious (Brr), shit can get so serious (Brr)
Please, don't mistake me (Nah)
I don't chase status (Nah), I ain't changed the status (Nah)
I don't take a break yet (Nah), they can never break us (Nah)
Look, comments all the way up, we don't entertain them (Clout)
I ain't an entertainer, I'm a personal trainer
How you think I lift this weight up? (Weight)
Better get your cake up, I would take your girl, but I don't even like her makeup (Bitch)
She will leave you for the money, came and suck my dick and then she came to you for makeups (Suck it, suck it)
I don't wanna cause a breakup, I'm just tryna wait up, I'm just tryna wait up

[Chorus: Conor Mason]
Darling, I'm gonna build you something
Sweetie, you need something better
Let me build you something better
Heaven, it's lonely in your heaven
Sweetie, you need something better
Let me build you something better