b3n - Underpaid Lyrics

Ain't waiting for it
Ain't waiting for it
Ain't waiting
Ain't waiting
Ain't waiting for it
We've been working all our life from nine to five but never
Make that money
Clocking overtime work every night but never
Make that money
Screwed up
Make that money
Luck is down
Make that money
Yeah
Cuz we ain't got it like you got it f*cka
Before y'all say that I do decide
On if a million will ever choose my side
This one is for the few born rich and fine
While all my bags under both my eyes
I'm tired of y'all
And wishing muthaf*ckas stop admiring y'all
Real value shoulda went viral dawg
Cuz there's so much f*ckin' noise I think I'm gonna need a
A.K
Mow 'em all down like a taper fade
Or wet 'em all up like a rainy day
I told my therapist don't trip I'm playing
At least I think I am
I ain't losing it
But I'm on the brink I am
I'm not doing it
'Til I got the means I am
I'd talk through with it
When I'm not at peace I can't
Ben chill cool off calm down goddamn
Environments
See we just all a product of environments
You planting one good seed in the promise land
Give 'em everything plus retirement
Then throw another in the depths of the lion's den
With no signs of wins
No heat no route no wiser men
See which one grows up thriving then
And I know that we chose the kinda life we're in
But we still need a muthaf*cka buying rent
And we still need the people who we're hiring
Mr. Can I Take Your Order?
Mrs. Of Course Sir
We cannot complain while they extort us
Scrub all your toilets keep your enjoyment
Beg our employer to give a quarter raise
But they can't pay
While banking off the backs of the underpaid
We've been working all our life from nine to five but never
Make that money
Clocking overtime work every night but never
Make that money
Screwed up
Make that money
Luck is down
Make that money
Yeah
Cuz we ain't got it like you got it f*cka
We've been working all our life from nine to five but never
Make that money
Clocking overtime work every night but never
Make that money
Screwed up
Make that money
Luck is down
Make that money
Yeah
Cuz we ain't got it like you got it f*cka
Guess again
If you really thought they'd address you man
Cuz they could care less 'bout how stressed you been
Depressed you been
Or how wrecked you been
Cry less over those who ain't checking in
Double texts couldn't even get your message in
Progress is a grind f*ck who let's me in
And ain't nobody working like a Mexican
I gotta represent
I never gave two f*cks
'Bout few bucks
'Til I seen what y'all made uh
Now muthaf*ckas don't make enough
They're saying that the budget couldn't raise it up
Act like they'll bleed out over papercuts
Meanwhile I've been thinking kinda dangerous
How to turn my life from saving up
To payday everyday with lust
Oh yuh
Now that's the way that I like it
Main bitch with a side chick
Is it fantasy for me to think
I'd indulge in everything life gives? Or
Maybe I'm just too greedy
But rather me than you easy
Humbleness ain't the reason
We don't flex every season
If we could we'd be beaming
I could see it
Do y'all believe it?
That deep down maybe we all deceiving
An angel body with the heart of demon
A rich kid with a poor taste I'm fiendin
They say money change you I don't think it change you
It just make you more what you seek
I wonder if we all got a piece
Would we finally be at peace?
I doubt it
We've been working all our life from nine to five but never
Make that money
Clocking overtime work every night but never
Make that money
Screwed up
Make that money
Luck is down
Make that money
Yeah
Cuz we ain't got it like you got it f*cka
We've been working all our life from nine to five but never
Make that money
Clocking overtime work every night but never
Make that money
Screwed up
Make that money
Luck is down
Make that money
Yeah
Cuz we ain't got it like you got it
I graduated