Mothers Money
Barber shop boys rolling up to shave the content
'Cause they got no cash but we vape so it's time well spent
Barber shop boys sipping milk and bleeding honey
But their hands are sticky 'cause they sold out mothers money
Boy, you're the man now
Bow for your crown
Boy, I'm the man now
You don't fool me
It's revenant fun
No harm done, boy, I'm my father's son
Grey weather, too bad
The world's gone mad, subscribe to join the fad
You, smell like a home run
You'll laugh in my face but it's cool because
You'll win me the big one
Your belly's unfed
We're diagnosed youth's where the truth's unsaid
Put a gun to my head then he left me for dead
Put a gun to my head then he left me for dead
Put a gun to my head then he left me for dead
Wall Street boys paying up to write the content
Told toughen up turn into pint-weilding men
Wall Street boys sniffing up bank notes are lovely
But they thrive, fuck and fight to pay back mothers money
Boy, you're the man now
Bow for your crown
Boy, I'm the man now
Kneel down for me
It's revenant fun
No harm done, boy, I'm my father's son
Grey weather, too bad
The world's gone mad, subscribe to join the fad
You, smell like a home run
You'll laugh in my face but it's cool because
You'll win me the big one
Your belly's unfed
We're diagnosed youth's where the truth's unsaid
Put a gun to my head then he left me for dead
When they close their eyes they come back
When they close their eyes they come
Put a gun to my head then he left me for dead
When they close their eyes they come
When they close their eyes they come back
When they close their eyes they come
Put a gun to my head then he left me for dead
When they close their eyes they come
When they close their eyes they come back
When they close their eyes they come
Put a gun to my head then he left me for dead
When they close their eyes they will come back now
Writer/s: Jess Sparey, Rory Bett, Beau Blaise
