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obscure kids - broke lyrics

[intro]
um, excuse me, sir
your card’s been declined
what the—

[chorus]
bending over backwards
at a 9 to 5 for pennies is a “no”
got expensive taste, n0bu and ace
a crib that’s dipped in gold
money don’t buy happiness
a lie that we’ve been sold
i swear to god that being broke
is really gettin’ old

[verse 1]
i just want twin mansions in the hamptons
got a passion for flashin’ the fashion
9+to+5 got me in a panic, tragic
scr+ping all this money together to feed the family
money don’t buy happiness; how about a grammy?
need the type of green where i can take care of my granny
music my baby i been nurturing, no plan b
always been an obscure kid, i say it proudly (d+mn right)
i just want thе cars and the clothes
glacier on my nеck feel froze
millions of fans at my shows
want the money and the fame, rob de niro
cinematic life, tarantino
home runs on the mic, bambino
i just want the green like ceelo
(wait, you just want the green like ceelo?)
yeah, i just want the green like ceelo (ayy)
[chorus]
bending over backwards
at a 9 to 5 for pennies is a no
got expensive taste, n0bu and ace
a crib that’s dipped in gold
money don’t buy happiness
a lie that we’ve been sold
i swear to god that being broke
is really gettin’ old

[verse 2]
yeah, it’s kinda outrageous
building someone’s dream for third+world wages
stoners can’t get higher than my expectations
i’m talkin’ different homes in a exotic places
a+list invitations, beverly views
infinite zeroes just like the pool
fly anywhere cause the jet got the fuel
and i just set my parents up in malibu (let’s go)

[bridge]
everybody throw your hands up
if you tryna get your bands up
everybody throw your hands up
if you tryna get your bands up
everybody throw your hands up (get your hands up)
if you tryna get your bands up (let’s go, c’mon now)
everybody throw your hands up
if you tryna get your bands up
[chorus]
bending over backwards
at a 9 to 5 for pennies is a “no”
got expensive taste, n0bu and ace
a crib that’s dipped in gold
money don’t buy happiness
a lie that we’ve been sold
i swear to god that being broke
is really gettin’ old

[outro]
it’s really gettin’ old
it’s really gettin’ old
it’s really gettin’ old

- obscure kids lyrics

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