Have Fun!

Poor minded people can't decode my linguistic
Yeah it sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits

Yeah it sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits
Yeah it sound cryptic man
Hold man they're fucking broke

Doing shit out of order you're about to suffer viscous
Yeah that sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits
Yeah that sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits

Have fun being poor

I don't talk fast and I don't talk slow
I talk in a language every one should know
Evaluate a plan new angles to propose
No online shit cause it's all a show
The dialect you have is from the life you chose
Which seems to me is stunting on foes
On my side it's invest show love own
Moves made in chukka boots I'm feeling en vogue
With God on my side I'm feeling bulletproof
Still doesn't mean a person won't shoot
Go ahead & take the shot but before you aim
Know that knocking me off won't dissolve your pain

What's the point of being rich
When niggas still label you as a bitch?
This shit is sick
What's the point of having sex
Huh??
When having a kid will put you debt

Poor minded people cant decode my linguistic
Yeah it sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits

Yeah it sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits
Yeah it sound cryptic man
Hold man they're fucking broke

Doing shit out of order you're about to suffer viscous
Yeah that sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits
Yeah that sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits

Have fun being poor

There's good debt that's for a tax break
The other side awe man for heavens sake
The bad debt aka blowing smoke
Showing off so no one can write you off as broke
Chasing popularity equals misery
Want to make people mad why not make history?
Want the easy route yeah that's something I noticed
It's a challenge to your brain yet your camera's focused
Came out the dungeon
Now the top is where I'm hunting
In motion like a Prius yeah no one can hear me coming
Fuck about credit score
Taking pictures on the shore
Know money you'll get more
The grind fuck you in it for?
Can't you all tell
That we've been derailed?
What it takes to live great
Omitted details
Respect, money, power, sex choose how to live your life
No pressure nigga but you better get your order right

Poor minded people cant decode my linguistic
Yeah it sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits

Yeah it sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits
Yeah it sound cryptic man
Hold man they're fucking broke

Doing shit out of order you're about to suffer viscous
Yeah that sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits
Yeah it sound cryptic
Check your rank check your digits

Have fun being poor



Credits
Writer(s): Tyshan Jones
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link