Lyrics

Oh ooh oh oh Oh ooh oh oh Oh ooh oh oh Oh ooh oh oh If I end up on the streets Oh, at least I'm making beats If I ain't got none, but I got microphone and got paddles on my feet I don't care what people say They can't tell me how to play If I'm off the roads, I'm making trails and I'm doing shit my way I don't wanna live by simple thought, I've got plan I just wanna get high as high as I can Know the best shit in life is gotta be free, Come fall apart, some you and me We're not made for money, we're not made for that We're not made for money, they can take it back If your answer's getting cold, I would love a hand to hold If I've got the love, I've got enough and I'd never only need gold I don't care what other talk All the lessons would told If I'm off the roads, I'm making trails and I'm doing what I want Yeah, I'm doing what I want I don't wanna live by simple thought, I've got plan I just wanna get high as high as I can Know the best shit in life is gotta be free, Come fall apart, some you and me We're not made for money, we're not made for that We're not made for money, they can take it back We're not made for money, we're not made for that We're not made for money, they can take it back
Writer(s): Jim Eliot, Melisa Bester, Grace Shaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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