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Whatcha know about money
Whatcha know about trees
Whatcha know about me
Whatcha know about love
Whatcha know about hate
Why you chatting bare breeze
Whatcha know about life
Whatcha know about garms
Whatcha know about bees
Whatcha know about books
Whatcha know about tax
Still chatting pure breeze
Yeah yeah
It's the same
It's the same
It's the same
Every weekend
Getting dressed for the pre
Tryna keep a smile but you know that you ain't got no money
You can see that you frontin
And wanting the life of someone else
Cause you see what they got
And it seems like a lot
But you only get part of the stories
I know that life can be hard sometimes
And you can't stop the pressure building inside
Not paid to post in the longest time
Now your bank account is falling down
Whatcha know about money
Whatcha know about trees
Whatcha know about me
Whatcha know about love
Whatcha know about hate
Why you chatting bare breeze
Whatcha know about life
Whatcha know about garms
Whatcha know about bees
Whatcha know about books
Whatcha know about tax
Still chatting pure breeze
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
I want to tell you that I love you
And I want to come home
Ohhh ohhh ohhh oh oh oh
Yeah you know
Yeah you know
Whatcha know about money
Whatcha know about trees
Whatcha know about me
Whatcha know about love
Whatcha know about hate
Why you chatting bare breeze
Whatcha know about life
Whatcha know about garms
Whatcha know about bees
Whatcha know about books
Whatcha know about tax
Still chatting pure breeze
Yeah yeah yeahhhhh yeah
You know you wrong for being out with no money
Have some pride
If you can't afford
Don't buy that bag
And the radio plays the same song"