CHANGE
PERCUSSIVE
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Maybe, rather than waiting around all your fucking life to do something You should think for yourself, get up off your arse and actually do something I don't know. Just a thought They say money running everything, money run the world Money running up the business, money chatting up your girl Money talks. Chat shit, that's chatting bands Chatting hundred in your hands, chatting thousands on the gram What a scam, see Money new religion, paper pillars to a prison cell Dirty bastards in your clientele, f*ck what you're tryna sell Art is in my faith, don't need no stat to see my worth No fucking numbers on the screen, I'll drag your money through the dirt See this real wealth is motivation, I'll pay thousands for the drive So I can wrap it in an album, sell it for £10.99 And f*ck your cheques, I'm not a product, this a privilege to your ears These politicians doing business, profiteering off your fears This shit for years. Nah, this shit generational You be talking shit about your wealth but you're incapable Like, face it, bro, you've been tryna act like you're available But you've been trapped inside your fucking wallet, inescapable F*ck it, chase your money, but your fears be chasing you I'd put £500 on a bet, know that your rental pay is due And when you tryna stay afloat in all that AmEx credit debt Your new Aventador gets scratched up, and your G be getting checked Like, ironic how your greed fed you nothing and you starve Try to swallow up your pride, left your mental fucking scarred Got the diamonds VVS, and your Porche CTR But when you're buried in the grave, all you're holding is your heart Wake up, I'm just tryna fucking vent like Wake up, I'm just tryna make sense You're not worth any money in the bank I was tryna make change, you were tryna make pence Hold up, stop tryna hold these cheques Gonna hold this L, gonna leave you vexed like You're not worth any money in the bank I was tryna make change, you were tryna make Millions off a tragedy F*ck provisions, f*ck your PPE F*ck your parties, f*ck your mistress F*ck you equally Go f*ck yourself and f*ck the paper that you never need Got your blinkers on, the money poke your eyes out, you can't see Makes no difference, what's the fucking use? I'd say we need a revolution, no one tied the noose What's the fucking excuse? Nah Wake up, I'm just tryna fucking vent like Wake up, I'm just tryna make sense You're not worth any money in the bank I was tryna make change, you were tryna make pence Hold up, stop tryna hold these cheques Gonna hold this L, gonna leave you vexed like You're not worth any money in the bank I was tryna make change, you were tryna make pence Wake up, I'm just tryna fucking vent Wake up, I'm just tryna make sense You're not worth any money in the bank I was tryna make change, you were tryna make pence Hold up, stop tryna hold these cheques Gonna hold this L, gonna leave you vexed like You're not worth any money in the bank I was tryna make change, you were tryna make pence now You're blinded by your wealth You just need to open your fucking eyes, just blink Cheque Wake up, I'm just tryna fucking vent like Wake up, I'm just tryna make sense You're not worth any money in the bank I- change, you were tryna make pence
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