S.D.R.O.

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Joyride] Shouts to all my bros Working down at the S.D.R.O I put your fine money up in my nose See dollars come just as easy as they go But none of them go to you, I'm sorry And I'm begging please don't worry And thank you for the payment plan You say I missed another payment? Damn You won't get it in a hurry I spend too much money on cigarettes And isolated incidents Where Jimmy Nice has been a bad influence I guess I'm into this eternal weekend With this select group of friends Who all wake up after ten But we all like to make bad choices Like waiting till we're broke before We send our invoices And making loud noises till voices yell through the wall Shut the fuck up! but we don't care at all See all I care about is sunshine and cafe meals A little bit of alone time and keeping it real So what's the deal ma? [Chorus: Joyride & Solo] Money comes, money goes Spent Monday morning with a heavy head and a runny nose In yesterday's clothes From my head to my toes, but nobody knows Money comes, money goes Spent Monday morning with a heavy head and a runny nose In yesterday's clothes From my head to my toes, but nobody knows [Verse 2: Solo] You can swear and curse all you want, they gon hit you where it hurts (In your pocketses) Profit loss vs. broken promises Now they coming after you to tip the scales Ominous letters in the mail from anonymous offices Three dollars eighty just to ride Cityrail And you don't want no trouble with them transit officers, so Just keep calm and grease them palms, be another good sheep on the farm With the cash or the Visa card, let's find out who got the weaker arm There's no need for that malice in your tone Just understand I trade my talent tryna build the bank balance So thanks madam, calling me on the phone with a fine Of course I'm back chatting, my bad language isn't that bad dagnabbit I mean some folks have got their souls crooked Doing things that they know that they so shouldn't Fuck a finger in the pie, nah, they want the whole puddin' While some are dole queuing, Rowan bring that old hook in Yo [Chorus: Joyride & Solo] Money comes, money goes Spent Monday morning with a heavy head and a runny nose In yesterday's clothes From my head to my toes, but nobody knows Money comes, money goes Spent Monday morning with a heavy head and a runny nose In yesterday's clothes From my head to my toes, but nobody knows [Outro: Joyride & Jimmy Nice] We owe the S.D.R.O We save for rainy days and special occasions We owe the S.D.R.O That R'n'R for you be revenue raising We owe the S.D.R.O Holding out civil liberties to ransom Whether you in the back of the line Or you be the boss, you're in a bind Shit, even when you're in a box What, this is the anthem