Cushion Quarters
Sick as fuck of sittin' on this dirty couch, yeah
What's for dinner? Cushion, quarters, my amount
I'm a sinner, no beginner, Mother Mary, count me out
Jesus know what I'm about. He don't listen when I shout, no
Mama mad, she heard her baby been sellin' work again
Me and making money lately, we ain't been the best of friends
No, no, no, no, no
And I done checked that Fargo app, yeah, far too many times
Only backwards dollar signs
Them pockets, pennies, nickels, dimes, yeah, yeah
And I'm so sick of waitin'
To pay my bills, Mama, I'ma get to weighin'
Sick as fuck of sittin' on this dirty couch, yeah
What's for dinner? Cushion, quarters, my amount
I'm a sinner, no beginner, Mother Mary, count me out
Jesus know what I'm about. He don't listen when I shout, no
I, I don't really know, know, know, know
If things will get better than this
Some say life is a bitch, but she's mine get a grip
'Cause why, why, why, why should I try
Keep scrapin' up coins just to get by
My tank is on E and I don't have the time, my car declined
Half tank of the gas and I'm so sorry, Mama, I've made up my mind
Sick as fuck of sittin' on this dirty couch, yeah
What's for dinner? Cushion, quarters, my amount
I'm a sinner, no beginner, Mother Mary, count me out
Jesus know what I'm about. He don't listen when I shout, no
I, I don't really know, know, know, know
If things will get better than this
Some say life is a bitch, but she's mine, get a grip
What's for dinner? Cushion, quarters, my amount
I'm a sinner, no beginner, Mother Mary, count me out
Jesus know what I'm about. He don't listen when I shout, no
Mama mad, she heard her baby been sellin' work again
Me and making money lately, we ain't been the best of friends
No, no, no, no, no
And I done checked that Fargo app, yeah, far too many times
Only backwards dollar signs
Them pockets, pennies, nickels, dimes, yeah, yeah
And I'm so sick of waitin'
To pay my bills, Mama, I'ma get to weighin'
Sick as fuck of sittin' on this dirty couch, yeah
What's for dinner? Cushion, quarters, my amount
I'm a sinner, no beginner, Mother Mary, count me out
Jesus know what I'm about. He don't listen when I shout, no
I, I don't really know, know, know, know
If things will get better than this
Some say life is a bitch, but she's mine get a grip
'Cause why, why, why, why should I try
Keep scrapin' up coins just to get by
My tank is on E and I don't have the time, my car declined
Half tank of the gas and I'm so sorry, Mama, I've made up my mind
Sick as fuck of sittin' on this dirty couch, yeah
What's for dinner? Cushion, quarters, my amount
I'm a sinner, no beginner, Mother Mary, count me out
Jesus know what I'm about. He don't listen when I shout, no
I, I don't really know, know, know, know
If things will get better than this
Some say life is a bitch, but she's mine, get a grip
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Writer(s): Christian Collado
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