Hotheads - Financial District Lyrics

Coming from a different world
How differently our paths unfurled
It's a just a f*ckin' mess
I'll never get all your success
Your life was laid in front of you
Your debts were paid, no balance due
The rest of us remain unkempt
While you follow in your father's steps
Down there you can plot out all your moves
Play the game well and you'll prove that you're a big, big man
Wear the suit, make the calls, shake the hands
Your paycheck yeah, it's a lot but I don't care about what you got
I'm not impressed by all you spend, your law degree, your wack ass friends
Comfortable livin', sky high view
Hard times never fell on you
You ain't above us in this game
Cause in the dirt we're all the same
Build your status high enough that you can shut us out
We can see right through your shit we know what you're about
Loud and petty narcicists, your outlook's always right
Markets crash, you're on the streets and we're ready to fight
Money talks but no one's listening