Bsemnt - In the Hills Lyrics

Ugh Daddy money
She pull an escalade but she aint got that caddy money
I pull my mom's whip she be lookin at me funny
She a real hill hunnie I should best start running

Yeah, My demenor is high class
Fake bus pass hidden up in my side bag
Rocking no designer but these tees boy you might snag
I just wanna chill give a damn bout a price tag

She wanna go downtown and I'm like how?
I just dropped a bill last night pipe down
I don't know if you know that I'm broke
She may think that I'm tellin jokes but she realize and say wow

She just wanna spend don't know how to act
She don't understand I'm not tryna hit flat
I just copped my check and I don't know what to say
I live by the 401 don't got no 401K

Yeah, Rich kids in the hills
Only love subtweets and popping pills
More molly make em all folly
In my dm's wanting to get all naughty

Ugh

Yeah, Rich kids in the hills
Only love fast cars and fancy meals
Don't watch me cause I don't got it
See my game going up and they all want me

Look, you don't gotta hide,
I know you want Louie bags you not down to ride
But if I start popping wanna see you hit the side
Cause I don't like to flash moving quiet in the night

Ugh, Snow bunnies with their dukes money
Pushing suped-up jeeps like it aint funny
You aint even got a job so I'm laughin
I like being broke I don't gotta do no acting

Cause one day you gone see me in the city
Dundas square billboards looking pretty
I don't wanna hear you on my phone line hear me
Feelin like you tryna tap my gold mine girl you sound silly

All my broke boys go and raise ya glass
We don't need no rich chick sitting on our laps
Ie just need time and a mind that don't quit
See me on your timeline spitting my shit cant phase me

Yeah, Rich kids in the hills
Only love subtweets and popping pills
More molly make em all folly
In my dm's wanting to get all naughty

Ugh

Yeah, Rich kids in the hills
Only love fast cars and fancy meals
Don't watch me cause I don't got it
See my game going up and they all want me

It's 7am and I'm dusting off my shirt
Bout to keep my head down cause you know it's time to work
Seen the city and its glory as I'm washing up this dirt
In these buildings that I dream of so I'm feeling worse

I been up and you know I been down
Man I coulda had the world but I went and turned around
You see money is a tool not a gift best believe
It just amplify the person deep down who you be

My father somewhere out in the states
Making money so large it could mess with ya brain
But he did things that were so evil and deranged
Would you call that a win cause there's money to his name

I never seen a dime from the man
But my mother always made sure we got what we have
And I've struggled with my funds but I'm here to this day
So there's beauty in the struggle you just gotta sit and wait

I was out...hold on
Just let this shit play for a bit

I was out in LA man walking down rodeo
People in the windows wishing bags that they could pay for
Then I came home homie call me on the payphone
Tell me we lost another brother its a shame bro

We spending cash just to look like we rich
What the fuck is the point being broke for some kicks
And I never learned how to spend and to save
Lotta brothers feel the same how the tides gonna change

So be broke stay humble in the struggle
You gonna climb up stick true to the hustle
We dont need tracks everybody tryna flex
You just gotta be you it's cliche but it checks.

Money is a tool man I know you'll disagree
Know there's stresses in your life a lil cash could do the deed
But there's beauty in the struggle and there's pain in the streets
And there's lots to go around what you give you will receive

Money is a tool man I know you'll disagree
Know there's stresses in your life a lil cash could do the deed
But there's beauty in the struggle and there's pain in the streets
And there's lots to go around what you give you will receive