Class Testo

Let me put it to the people
I was raised to believe we’re equal
Everybody seesaw, on the same tit
Everybody, in the same boat, same trip

Doing the same shit, No evil
No malice, total disregard for bank balance
But this vehicle I’m barely surviving in
Don’t match the new one, that he’s driving in, does it?
Pissed off cause a really want some of that, but I got none of that and I can't make it
Might just be done with that, go get a gun and that, then a can rob them naked

I ain't rich see, I’m far from that, I prowl these streets like a starving cat
Hank marvin’ chat, I work 50 hour weeks to be having that, try fathom that

Well you, break my spirit
I’m a, toy for you
What was, ever lasting
Has ended, all too soon

These super rich kids with their fast track pass
Went to my school, never in the same class
Doors swung open like, they lost their locks
Cause, money talks like a chatterbox

So no student loans, to repay or top up
Or dirty floors to relay or mop up
Money runs dry, you need a top up
You could always call dad, you can tell him cough up
Tell him “Cough up dad, you’re taking a gap year, so don’t get mad”
Force fed with a silver spoon
Like a super rich goon, little baby tycoon

All that money won’t make you rich
All that money doesn’t make you rich
I’m skint, like I fell and I scraped my face
I’ve got nothing to prove, no money to lose

Well you, break my spirit
I’m a, toy for you
What was, ever lasting
Has ended, all too soon

Well you, break my spirit
I’m in debt to you
What was, ever lasting
Has ended, all too soon

Make the money, don’t make the money make you
All that money, doesn’t make them rich
Make the money, don’t make the money make you
All that money, doesn’t make them rich