I don't mean-
I don't like to sound like I'm braggin', but-
B-But we never really are, no
We never really wanted anything but-
We get money like The Troubles, blow it at the mall
And I still barely even know what conflicts are, but-
We get money like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money like The Troubles, blow it on a car
And I hate to be this way, I was taught that it was rude
And my mama raised me better, but my brothers raised me too
I'm in Turin like Henry, I'm in Barca' like him too
That's the trouble with consumption, I still struggle with it too
Still blow money like The Troubles 'cause we have nothin' else to do
We have nothin' else to do, we have nothin' else to do
We have nothin'-
Two hands in the air for the best ones
Two hands down now for the rest of 'em
Already too much in the septum
Said, "Slow down, girl, take a rest now"
Take a second, take a breath now
My broski cut out the Vespa
Back out the weapon, back up your bredren
The last album you dropped was depressin'
Not one sad song on the record
Must be the yes-man
B-But we never really are, no
Never really wanted anything but-
We get money like The Troubles, blow it at the mall
And I still barely even know what conflicts are
'Cause we get money like The Troubles, blow it at the mall
Two hands in the air for the best ones (Mall- mall)
And keep them there for the rest then (Mall-)
This life ain't fair, make the best of it, (Mall-)
What's left of the season
We get money like The Troubles, blow it at the mall (Mall-)
We get money like The Troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money like The Troubles, blow it at the mall (Mall-)
We get money like The Troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money like The Troubles, blow it at the mall
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