Affluenza

Lyrics

At school, they made fun of my clothes
 Had a matching shirt and slacks, yeah, my mom made those
 Rich kids smiling ear to ear
 Catch 'em saying, "Smells like broke in here"
 I'm getting paid, but it's hard to flex
 When you ain't got four zeros at the end of your checks
 My dad worked hard for a roof overhead
 He never got us gifts, he gave us love instead
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 Never spoiled, yeah, I grew up right
 I always dreamed of a better life, fuck
 Ethan Couch killing people with his Benz, yeah
 He got stricken with the affluenza
 SoundCloud rapper, all silver and gold
 But he ain't got enough to buy a soul
 Get them Yeezys and cars for cash, ha
 Ain't got a dollar to wipe his ass
 We just buying things we can't afford and
 Barely getting by, should we thank the Lord for
 All the things that we don't have?
 We're all so broke, yeah, face the facts, yeah
 Clippin' coupons for a family of four
 Minimum wage don't cut it anymore
 Single parents shopping clearance for a brand name
 So you can fit in and pretend you're doing okay
 Never growing up poor makes you strong
 Things are just things you won't miss when they're gone, yeah
 We're up against the sharp edge of a knife
 But tell me, hey, ain't that the life?
 We just buying things we can't afford and
 Barely getting by, should we thank the Lord for
 All the things that we don't have?
 We're all so broke, yeah, face the facts, yeah
 We're all on welfare
 
 We're all on welfare
 Fourteen and there was nothing that could phase me
 When the worst thing in life was a brain freeze
 Look, Ma, no hands on my 10-speed
 Ghost riding down the street by the Mickey D's
 I'm waving at planes like they'd see me
 Telling wild stories like you'd ever believe me
 Couldn't pay a cop enough just to chase me
 Yeah, we never had a penny when you raised me
 
 We're all on welfare
 We're all on welfare
 Ain't that the life?
 Ain't that the life, huh?
 Ain't that the life?
 We're all on welfare
 Ain't that the life?
 Ain't that the life, huh?
 We're just buying things we can't afford and
 Barely getting by, should we thank the Lord for
 All the things that we don't have?
 We're all so broke, yeah, face the facts
 Diamond rings and heated floors
 The high life sure don't love the poor
 'Cause all the things that we don't have
 We're all so broke, yeah, face the facts
 Ain't that the life?
 Ain't that the life, huh?
 Ain't that the life?
 Ain't that the life, huh?
 Ain't that the life?
 Ain't that the life, huh?
 We're all on welfare
 Ain't that the life?
 Ain't that the life, huh?
 Ain't that the life?
 Ain't that the life, huh?
 Ain't that the life?
 Ain't that the life, huh?
 We're all on welfare
 

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Duration
03:36
Key
11
Tempo
180 BPM

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