Bill Collectors Are Not Your Friends Lyrics

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(They like aargh) We don't got money for bro (They like aargh)

We don't got money to show (in my hands)

We don't got money to blow, yea

That's my bro we gone rock to the end (oh that's bro)

All that money just gets in between

So Ima toss all that stuff to the bin (in the bin!) yea

Been should've did that

Ok, huh

I don't got money for bro

I don't got money to show

Just to show these people

I stayed ten toes on my feet (in the bin!)

I stayed ten toes in the ring (Ring)

I pay too much for my lease (lease)

I pay too much just to eat (just to eat)

I pay too much just to drive (drive)

I pay too much for the gas-oline

And I still don't get nothing for free

Check on my EBT, huh

I ain't a bloke, huh

I ain't a bloke I ain't coming from Wales

This ain't a joke, uh

This ain't no joke ain't no Keegan & Peele

When I was in jail, they ain't send me no mail

My heart cold as a rock, my mind sharper than steel, uh

Huh, This is my favorite time of day

Away from all of you fakes

All of these vultures and snakes

(They're not, my friends)

Yea, tryna get into my pockets I told em that we don't got money to blow, huh

We don't got money for sure, uh

We don't got money ok

(Calling no friends)

If I tell them that they gone stop calling today (they like aargh)

They gone stop saying they my friends (they not twin)

They wasn't with me to the end

(They were so fake)

I don't got money I'm broke, hm

I don't got money for sure

I don't got money ok

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