1, 2
1, 2 yeah
A poor man would kill for the bank
But a rich man would die for it
If that's the case, well, Imma running this race
It's the last place I waste time
Cause see, time is money and money breaks hearts
But you can buy yourself a new girlfriend
She'll be a cold heart woman with a greedy eye
Waiting for your old ass to die

I'm so happy here with you cause you're my type of girl
You never cared about my empty piggybank
Or the things that we could never do
Uh huh

So give to the poor and pray to the rich
Cause you never know when your heart is gunna quit
If you're working for a paycheck you better cash-in
Cause life's too short to never have lived in

I'm so happy here with you cause you're my type of girl
You never cared about my empty piggybank
Or the things we could never do
Uh huh

See, I've been working my whole life
Trying to prove the pissy people wrong
Cause you can earn an honest living
With an old guitar and a couple old fashion songs

I'm so happy here with you cause you're my type of girl
You never cared about my empty piggybank
Or the things that we could never do
Uh huh

Crédito: andiwish