Subb - Money lyrics

Speakin' about your millions You don't give a sh** of what you're talking about And by the time you're finished sayin' your stupid sh**, You'll make people sick of hearing too much of it. You'll think about the good times The days you were at back of that damn f**in' line Some really hate the feeling But you like to make them suffer when you're running things I've got no money So what's the f**in' deal? Completely jaded It's my turn I've got no money So what's the f**in' deal? Completely jaded... You'd sit 'em down...and walk all over them The reason's come to you way too much naturally Someday we'll be forgotten But I don't think someday, we'll be forgiving you A profit never will be Cuz you're too focused on what you can never see A fighter never looks good The battle horse has burned there ain't nothing left... I've got no money...I'm... BROKE!