Heaven Doesn't Want Me
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and
L-L-C
I used to be precocious
And look what that got me
A summer in the basement
And 51/50s
Now I swear I'm changing
I'm changing for the good
You'll always be my favorite
For believing that I could
(and you said)
"Baby you're heartless
I don't want you anymore"
You're crushing my Xanax
While I lick it off the floor
My pleasure precludes
Any further misuse
So I'm riding this ruse
I decided to pursue
Oh yeah
Bring it back now
Woo, woo
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Baby, I miss you
I miss you every day
All the things I did
Are all the things that I can't change
And you can't change them either
And, baby, that's fine by me
'Cause I've learned to see the beauty
In the things that I can't see
All I drink
All I smoke
The coke and its consequence
At their throats
Your hands choke
The necks of all my best friends
Cheek to cheek
Toe to toe
Your head resting on my chest
Money comes
Money goes
What's the point
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
"Yo
Get your mom, get your dad
Get your bitch
Get to the dance floor right now
Hard Feelings
One night only
Yeah"
Money, ambition and
L-L-C
I used to be precocious
And look what that got me
A summer in the basement
And 51/50s
Now I swear I'm changing
I'm changing for the good
You'll always be my favorite
For believing that I could
(and you said)
"Baby you're heartless
I don't want you anymore"
You're crushing my Xanax
While I lick it off the floor
My pleasure precludes
Any further misuse
So I'm riding this ruse
I decided to pursue
Oh yeah
Bring it back now
Woo, woo
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Baby, I miss you
I miss you every day
All the things I did
Are all the things that I can't change
And you can't change them either
And, baby, that's fine by me
'Cause I've learned to see the beauty
In the things that I can't see
All I drink
All I smoke
The coke and its consequence
At their throats
Your hands choke
The necks of all my best friends
Cheek to cheek
Toe to toe
Your head resting on my chest
Money comes
Money goes
What's the point
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
Money, ambition and bitches and clothes
"Yo
Get your mom, get your dad
Get your bitch
Get to the dance floor right now
Hard Feelings
One night only
Yeah"
Credits
Writer(s): Mac Durston
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