Put the money in the bag
No excuses, no talking, when I run up in your office (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Cold mother fucker,
More crazy then I let off
Two demons and the singing (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
What’s up in your pocket
Going shopping with your money,
Problems and I’m tryn’a make a profit give it to me (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Got no conscience
Not afraid to go to jail to prove a motherfucking (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I’ve got problems and a bottle solves it, give it here
Got a lot of nothing, but I got my, got my fears
I feel nothing but I hate the mirror in my face
I found love in someone else’s pocket
I need someone
One to confide in but
If I don’t find the one
Throw me away
I’m still climbing over piles of unanswered prayers (yeah yeah)
On my knees so long, got no reason left to care
All your plates are full, my stomach’s empty and I’m here
I will sell my soul to make a profit
I need someone
One to confide in but
If I don’t find the one
Throw me away