Letra
I am always accused of theft
Stealing from my friends
Mates
Always being tagged with malfeasance
Delinquency
I know where I come from
I know my routes and so I cut my coat accordingly
Poverty is pathetic
You're always looked down on, in the midst of people
You're always demeaned among your peers; yet when you're rich
Well to do, you're accorded the greatest respect, even by the elderly
They only laugh with you, be mindful
Beware
Be careful
When you're down financially, they begin to tease you
Look down on you
Shun away from you
Friends
Fans
Peers pretend in your face just to gain favor from you
So always, for the sake of tomorrow, keep on records
Anytime you extend a helping hand
For the sake of money, we go the extra mile, to get the good things of life
But remember, all is vanity
They'd take you to an early grave if you push too much with greed
For the sake of money, we go through so much anguish
Despair
Hardship
When you have nothing, you're looked down on
Disrespected
Demeaned
Yet when you have it all, you're accused of being a ritualist
It's for the sake of money that we go through so much hardship
I want the good things life has to offer
But I do not have the means of acquisition, and so I cut my coat accordingly
Friends shun away from you because you're seen to be a burden
You're tagged with being a burden
Within the twinkle of an eye, they seem to have forgotten the good you ever did them
So remember always, to have it on records anytime you extend a helping hand
For the sake of money, we go through so much anguish
Despair
Hardship
When you have nothing, you're looked down on
Disrespected
Demeaned
Yet when you have it all, you're accused of being a ritualist
It's for the sake of money that we go through so much hardship
Written by: Hamdan Alpha Mohammed
