Teksty:
No Use For A Name Kill The Rich

everyone is singing it and waiting for the applause They don't think about you when the payments keep on coming But only to use you for a way To make

everyone is singing it and waiting for the applause They don't think about you when the payments keep on coming But only to use you for a way To make

everyone is singing it and waiting for the applause They don't think about you when the payments keep on coming But only to use you for a way To make

cuz for me he did die Curiosity killed the catechism Understanding and wisdom became the rhythm that I played to And became a slave to master self A rich

-po's pull me over at least 3 times a day for my music My over head $60,000 a month total What else? Conducting business on my sidekick T-mobile If I got rich

what I'm sayin', hey PSC pimpin', ya'll already know what it is man, it's a bad boy thang man Grand hustle collaboration, ya'll already know man Boss hog was happenin', a, a

[CHORUS] As a shorty I always wanted to be a drug lord When I'm naughty I always claimed to be a drug lord [1st Verse] Back up in junior high sipping

fuck around and make a touch down) I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, paranoid One false move, I can be destroyed I avoid the cops, I use a

all just disrespect niggas I can't stand a snitch lovin niggas that ain't a bitch no nigga hatin cause I'm tryin to get rich money don't make me a man