Rich kids doing things and they never get caught
'Cause they bling cops with rings and act like they forgot
Dignity starts to rot, feeling G? I think not
Please stop this disease because I cannot
All this wack crap they really stressing me out
I'm sick of chasing dreams but you ain't sick of chasing clout
Cut it out, French Revolution, with the guillotine
Non-existent like Grey Poupon in the Philippines
It's so hard to open up. I apologize
I've been thinking. I think that it really is my time
It's hard to stay alive
I hate to say goodbye
Nothing really changes, no matter how hard I try
Screw mind over matter, the things that they say
My health is what matters, it gets hurt everyday
But nothing really matters, everyone just gets played
Nothing really changes, we are still the same
Yeah
We are still the same
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Rich kids doing things and they never get caught
'Cause they bling cops with rings and act like they forgot
Dignity starts to rot, feeling G? I think not
Please stop this disease because I cannot
All this wack crap they really stressing me out
I'm sick of chasing dreams but you ain't sick of chasing clout
Cut it out, French Revolution, with the guillotine
Non-existent like Grey Poupon in the Philippines
It's so hard to open up. I apologize
I've been thinking. I think that it really is my time
It's hard to stay alive
I hate to say goodbye
Nothing really changes, no matter how hard I try
Screw mind over matter, the things that they say
My health is what matters, it gets hurt everyday
But nothing really matters, everyone just gets played
Nothing really changes, we are still the same
Yeah
We are still the same
'Cause they bling cops with rings and act like they forgot
Dignity starts to rot, feeling G? I think not
Please stop this disease because I cannot
All this wack crap they really stressing me out
I'm sick of chasing dreams but you ain't sick of chasing clout
Cut it out, French Revolution, with the guillotine
Non-existent like Grey Poupon in the Philippines
It's so hard to open up. I apologize
I've been thinking. I think that it really is my time
It's hard to stay alive
I hate to say goodbye
Nothing really changes, no matter how hard I try
Screw mind over matter, the things that they say
My health is what matters, it gets hurt everyday
But nothing really matters, everyone just gets played
Nothing really changes, we are still the same
Yeah
We are still the same
Writer: Simone Emanuelle Rembulat
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