[glaive, kurtains, glaive & kurtains]
I don't mean, I don't like to sound like I'm bragging, but—
But, bro, we never really are, no, we never really wanted
Anything but—
We get money, like the troubles, blow it at the mall
And Ash, they barely even know what cuff links are, but—
We get money, like the troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money, like the troubles, blow it at a club
And I hate to be this way, I was taught that it was rude
And my momma raised me better, but my brothers raised me too
I'm in Turin like Henry, I'm in Boston, like it too
Got some struggle with consumption, I still struggle with it too
We still blow money, like the troubles, 'cause we have nothing else to do
We have nothing else to do, we have nothing else to do
We have nun'
Two hands in the air for the best ones
Two hands down now for the rest of 'em
Already too much, had to step down
Said, "Slow down, girl, take a rest now"
Take a second, take a breath in
My bro, she'll come out the Vespa
Pack up the weapon, back up your bredren
The last album you dropped was depressing
Not one sad song on the record
Must be the yes-man
But, bro, we never really are, no, we never really wanted
Anything but—
We get money, like the troubles, blow it at the mall
And Ash, they barely even know what cuff links are, but—
We get money, like the troubles, blow it at the mall
Mall (Making money, like the troubles, blow it at the mall)
Two hands in the air for the best ones (Mall)
And keep them there for the rest of 'em (Mall)
This life ain't fair, make the best of it (Mall)
Bro, stand so they see us
We get money, like the troubles, blow it at the mall (Mall, mall)
We get money, like the troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money, like the troubles, blow it at the mall (Mall, mall)
We get money, like the troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money, like the troubles, blow it at the mall