
no cash Lyrics
- Genre:Pop
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
With pocket change, just enough
We're navigating, calling bluffs
In this world of make-believe
Just dreaming what we could achieve
Trading smiles like currency
No price on fun and memories
We still laugh, we still sing
With nothing but our dreams-wings
We're the kings of simple things
In this life we're flying free
Day by day, in mismatched attire
Setting our world on fire
We still laugh, we still sing
With no cash we feel like kings
Made of dreams and wild flings
In this life we're living springs
Secondhand shirts, rocking thrifted swag
Patchwork dreams in a rickety bag
Borrowed beats from a neighbor's earphones
Broke but happy, living in our own zone
Trading jokes, penny for your thought
Who needs money when fun can't be bought?
Empty pockets in my jeans
Saved a dime for the dream
No bills in the wallet, it's a scene
Just a couple of us kings
Bu-But we still laugh, we still sing
With no cash we feel like kings
Stacks of old comic books on the floor
We're rich in stories, who needs more?
Imaginations running wild, oh so free
Making memories that money can't decree
(All we need is love)
(It's our thing)
Sneakers worn, but they still got the bounce
Counting stars, we're losin' track of the amounts
Hand-me-downs turnin' heads on the street
We got style, making every step sweet
Trading smiles, high-fives all around
Who needs cash when friendship's what we've found?
Yeah we still laugh, we still sing
With no cash we feel like kings
Made of dreams and wild flings
In this world, we're living springs
Vintage mixtapes in the car
Rockin' out like superstars
Our ride's a clunker, but it's got heart
No GPS, just maps and stars
Late-night drives, we're cruisin' slow
Through this city, we're a hit show
Joking loud, tunes blasting out
Who needs fame when we've got this crowd?
Yeah, we still laugh, we still sing
With no cash, we feel like kings
Made of dreams and wild flings
In this world, we're living springs
Cardboard crowns on our heads
Royalty on a budget, enough said
With our makeshift thrones and borrowed chords
We're ruling kingdoms, they can't afford
Hand in hand, through highs and low wings
In this life, we're forever kings