Locash lyrics

When my dad was 25
He had a helpless 2.5
And our city was still growing
And they had no way of knowing
That this place would turn to sh*t
And they'd have to hand it to their kids

Enter the 25 year old me
Whose eyes still have yet to see
What's to gain
From minimum wage

Productivity!
And I'm still learning to barely survive
Getting used to scraping by

So what's it like to not be broke?
Where'd the money go?
Don't ask me 'cause I don't know

So where'd the money go?
Well don't ask me 'cause I don't know!
But the old regime is living well
And I'm running out of things to sell out to!
Kid, I hate to have to f*ck somebody hard
Or you compromise your spirit
Or you commercialize your art
And if you only live for cash
Well then you can kiss my ass
Because you are the problem here!
Am I making myself clear?
Am I making myself clear?

So what's it like to not be broke?
Where'd the money go?
Don't ask me 'cause I don't know

So what's it like to not be broke?
Where'd the money go?
Don't ask me 'cause I don't know

Where'd the money go?
Don't ask me 'cause I don't know