Songtext von Outta Money

I never really liked this bar I really seem to grow apart from everyone that's gone so far You didn't seem very smart To think that I would separate from what felt good, I couldn't wait Now I'm still rotting in this state, but I'll get better at any rate I know that I don't make any sense, it's what I call a self defense I think it's kind of funny But it makes me pretty mad I'm always out of money I always seem to fill my car With kids, I don't know who they are She really wants to be a star, and that won't get you very far To think in this big Milky Way That we could leave a little trace A piece of you in outer space It wouldn't be worth the wait And though I knew that you weren't fine Oh, it seemed so right I think it's kind of funny But it makes me pretty mad I'm always out of money And you stand there and make your own way Yeah, you, you made it from the first day