[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, okay, yeah, look
[Chorus]
We deserve more than a minimum
Taking our taxes, know where they sending 'em
Patriotism in cinema, glaze so much, get a job at a Cinnabon, yeah
Imma send double entendres, pulling out my pen with a pen to the side, ay
They promote fear over love with this capital governance, tension and pride, yeah
[Verse 1]
No complex, it's not complex
You would stop bombing if you ever had a consciencе
More nonsense, absorb contеnt, wrong source, world tour horrors, and poor comments, yeah
You so sure it's non-violent?
They hear cries for help and send sirens
That's called murder, state-sanctioned
They claim self-defense, say "be thankful"
Imma pop out with some Gymshark
I want drop 30 like Curry, I been sharp
I'm switching topics like people in difficult conversations when it get hard
Sometimes I need to hear FEAR. and the rest of that album alone in my car, DAMN
I think we all lacking empathy, talking so emptily
Shit is bizarre, yeah
Human nature is nurture
Some can go whole lives still searching
Go and find higher purpose, godliness of love you can't purchase
Yeah, I know your soul be hurting
Laundry, taxes, man, what a burden
But how you incapable of ever speaking on issues that running concurrent
I'm making magic like Earvin
Fuck all the profit, see you as a person
No one was taught to be perfect
Although we share common interests for certain
[Chorus]
We deserve more than a minimum
Taking our taxes, know where they sending 'em
Patriotism in cinema, glaze so much, get a job at a Cinnabon, yeah
Imma send double entendres, pulling out my pen with a pen to the side, ay
Either from Texas or Tennessee, fooling us all but we'll get 'em in time
[Verse 2: Ghais Guevara]
So many words on a page
I gotta go and get paid
I need to go get it made
I was conceived by the greats
Why is you switching your tone
You was toughin when alone
Now that we got us the gang
You not as hard as a stone
Sick of the lies and snakes
I'm redefining the case
I need a dime on the way
Bend you down, I'm on the way
Why would you lie to my face
Said if the check isn't what it's supposed to be, I gotta throw it away
Take me back to the old me
Imma get carried away
You take me back to the old me
Imma get carried away
[Chorus]
We deserve more than a minimum
Taking our taxes, know where they sending 'em
Patriotism in cinema, glaze so much, get a job at a Cinnabon, yeah
Imma send double entendres, pulling out my pen with a pen to the side, ay
They promote fear over love with this capital governance, tension and pride, yeah
