| Doing time on the scumbag grift |
| The envious spirit, a hedonist |
| Living in the scumbag grift |
| If you really want it, first step |
| Separate the money from the mark |
| The artist from the art |
| A hedonist |
| You put 'em six-feet deep in earth, it's the scumbag grift |
| From limerence to wishing you're dead |
| Living in the scumbag grift |
| Betting over your head, you're never gonna win, stupid |
| A game that's rigged |
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| I only want the world |
| So give it to me |
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| Story time for you and I, but in the end, the hero dies a sad guy |
| Gutted 'bout the time that got away |
| Anxiety was ripping at the light inside of me |
| It got me Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, fucking twice on Saturday |
| All day |
| And there ain't nothing that can fuck with me now |
| No matter what you think |
| Look out for number one |
| Young love done fucks ya up |
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| Doing time on the scumbag grift |
| No chance, sick with it |
| No chance, no choice |
| Living in the scumbag grift |
| Under the light of the western moon |
| When someone crosses you |
| Do you know what to do? |
| You put 'em six-feet deep in earth, it's the scumbag grift |
| Your mama was a bitch and your daddy ain't shit |
| Fuck him, fuck you too right where ya live |
| It's 236 from the City of Sin |
| You play to win |
| Or get taken by the scumbag grift |
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| I only want the world |
| Served on a silver plate |
| The broken model on display |
| I want it, give it to me |
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| Story time for you and I, but in the end, the hero dies a sad guy |
| Gutted 'bout the time that got away |
| Anxiety was ripping at the light inside of me |
| It got me Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, fucking twice on Saturday |
| All day |
| And there ain't nothing that can fuck with me now |
| No matter what you think |
| Young love done fucks ya up |
| Young love done fucks ya up |
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| Living in the scumbag grift |
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| They say failure makes you an orphan |
| Start life with victim's eyes |
| Assume the worst or get fucked |
| Baby, I was born to rip and run |
| To look out for number one |
| Young love done fucks ya up |
| No chance, sick with it |
| No chance, no choice |
| The envious spirit, a hedonist |
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