Rich

Wanna leave this place
Runaway to outer space
I'm a resurrect talkin' shit
Some fuc*** ways
Leave a message
I'm not returning calls today
You can put away
Your candles and Marvin Gaye

All I hear is sirens
In a world so violen'
Still chasing doe man
Oh! take it to your diarret
Hey, where to go?
You got bosom you got violence
Ain't that the cokers
Our love is over, our love is over
I could be rich, I could be rich
Our love is over, our love is over
We could be rich, we could be rich