No Money

Get me out of god damn city

I think I’m losing my mind too quickly

There ain’t no money that you can give me

Get me into these felt boxer shorts

Nothing makes any sense anymore

Kicking it then I’m on the floor

All these dogs they want you dead

Too much pressure on my head

Talk is cheap so I’ll buy some more

All these dogs they want you dead

Get me out of this god damn charade

There ain’t no money in acting a state

I Don’t play it well on the best day

I found glue on my wings

They always flake anyway

I need to shake off the chains

Get me outta here

Get me outta this god damn charade

Get me outta here

No money, No more