lirik lagu kiddtokio - worth.
“get up and get some money”
“get up and get some money and, and, and let it be a lesson that money is not the ultimate form of currency”
“money however is going to be a metaphor for all the things in life that makes you happy”
“get up and get some money”
“money was never real in the first place”
“your the person that adds value to everything”
“so thank you to spread a little bit of cry~ and a little bit of metal sit here and determine what your worth most importantly because what are you waiting for, money”
“in a what!?”
“capitalistic slave bill society”
~gasp “oh my goodness”
“so, are you worth a little bit of cotton? a little bit on metal?”[?]
“no, your worth all the things you enjoy”
“so..”
“go get some money”
yuh, yuh
i’m mentally spoon fed
mama said don’t lift a finger but i might just reach for the gun
like who said
a n~~~~ like you to reek smells of the gods
go about bully the cool kid
that dropped out of college with infinite knowledge and tend to get caught in some cool sh~t
give me a pen and a pad but this writers block just ain’t letting me do sht
the blunt that i smoke with the gas in my lungs started affecting my mental
know i’m holding a gun to the person i love the only one treating me gentle
is my music the lyrics they flow in my blood hopefully into my kid too
her emotions be back on my gun
maybe she just need her something to vent to
“get up and get some money”
“and, and, and let it be a lesson that money is not the ultimate form of currency”
“money however is going to be a metaphor for all the things in life that make you happy”
i’m mentally spoon fed
mama said don’t lift a finger but dammit i reach for the gun
put a hole in my kid cause the sh~t that he want
mama i hate that in jealous
who sent a n~~~~ like him
who sent a n~~~~ that’s lookin like me
the truth in my phone
the mirror hanging in my room was just a reflection of me
d~mn…d~mn..d~mn..d~mn..d~mn..d~mn
what you talking about, what you tell about what you tell that n~~~~
heh i told that n~~~~
i’m mentally spoon fed
mama said don’t lift a finger but i might just reach for the gun
like who said
a n~~~~ like you that bring smells of the gods
born by a bully the cool kid that dropped out of college with infinite knowledge that tend to get caught in some cool sh~t
give me a pen and a pad but this writers block just ain’t letting me do sh~t
the blunt that i smoke with the gas in my lungs started affecting my mental
now im holding a gun to the person i love only one treated me gentle
it’s the music the lyrics they flow in my blood hopefully into my kid too
her emotions be back on my gun maybe she just need her something to vent to
d~mn
d~mn
yeah
yuh
sh~t
d~mn
“get up and go get some money”
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