Things Money Can Buy

[Hook]

Don't fuck with me

Don't fuck with me

Don't fuck with me

Don't fuck with me

[Verse 1: Angel Haze]

It's like an art exhibit with the thoughts presented article my been documented

Stuck on they tongues now I'm in the mouth of critics

Niggers sell their souls to stay afloat I'm trying to cop them clearance

Cause I need more life they trying to take it from me

Saying that I'm going nowhere fast like in place running

It's kinda hard to be talking about dreams

If they're my reality like I'm walking around sleep

I'm just hallucinating

My life is too adjacent

Good things come to those who wait

And I'm too impatient

No, I'm too courageous

Finger fucking penetrating

X-ing out my failures with the process of elimination

That's one by one until there is nothing left

But more success followed by more success

Creating outlines like two year old traces

To these other bitches I'm a human eraser

I'm here now

Baby your time's up

But to gain the world

Would I give my mind up

Or would I lose my soul

Shine instead of glow

Could I lose my fucking way

Trying to make it along

[Hook: Angel Haze]

Things money can buy

Not my sense of self worth or none of my pride

You never make it until you fail and you take it in stride

I'm just about to live until death takes me alive

Listen with your minds

The ears of your thoughts

Feel it in your souls

Give me the tears of your heart

[Hook]

Don't fuck with me

Don't fuck with me

Don't fuck with me

Don't fuck with me

[Verse 2: Angel Haze]

Paintbrush to my thoughts

Stroking the canvas with my genius

Waiting to break through like a full grown fetus

Laughing at these bitches while I'm reviewing their grievances

Got a sack full of dicks that I've been brewing to feed em

I've got lovers whose feelings I pretend to be conscious of

And I am until I remember lonely hearts need lots of love

I give it to them real whatever the case be

Now I don't tie them down because they could never escape free

How I'm feeling it's kinda hard to describe

It's like standing in a field and being part of the signs

Like love them with your body, your heart, your soul and your mind

And when the feelings subside, watching part of you die

Damn I guess I'm feeling alive

I did it on my own

So I guess the feeling is mine

Still no real friends

Still don't trust shit

A long list of fuck shit that I don't fuck with

My best friend betrayed me

Believe me I over tripped

Until I learned to build a fucking bridge and get over it

Now I believe in the power of my own mind

Of my moonlight, of my soulshine

[Hook: Angel Haze]

Things money can buy

Not any of the shit that I value inside

You never make it until you make it and you fail and you take it in stride

So I'm just about to live until death takes me alive

[Outro: Angel Haze]

See life is a mystery

Same thing with history, same thing with misery…it all ends eventually

We all live in symmetry, yet still react to the same things differently

People are people, we live for our own

Live how you think, not by what you’ve been told

Break out the mode, embrace a new form

Create a new life, then make it through scorned..

There are hearts on the inside with strengths unparalleled

There is life and it’s cyclic, as it comes like a carousel..

You’ve just got to enjoy the ride

You’ve just got to enjoy the ride

There are too many things that money can buy

There are too many dreams that money can sell

But, not enough real… just not enough real