Letra de Poor Party - Hulvey

Money can't pay for more love

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Talked to my dawg at the table

Told him my parents was rich

He ain't even know I was lyin'

I pray to God he don't snitch

I can't even finish my season

They changing the cable to feed the three kids

Yeah, we grew up in the trailer

We moved to the 'burbs, but struggled to live

Yeah, I came up in the church

Hoping that we could fit in

My parents, they wanted to tithe

But they ain't have much to give

Yeah, this is my life on a record

I came from the Wick, it is what it is

He's throwing a poor party for the kids like me

Who just wanna get in

'Cause money can't pay for more love

Okay, say

All my life I wanted to be rich

Couldn't fit they circle, ain't invite us to the clique

Saw me at my worst, still loved me like You did

'Cause it's a poor party, flexin' with the gang

All my life I wanted to be rich

Couldn't fit they circle, ain't invite us to the clique

Saw me at my worst, You loved me like You did

'Cause it's a poor party, flexin' with the gang

I don't care where you been from, or your income

Feel like a reject, Jesus done been one

Angry at life, you only get one

Never had nobody just wanna vent some

I know a place

Where you can load off the weight

Don't need a smile on your face or a story to fake

This your decision to make, somebody saved you a plate

This for your regular, degular, everyday human

I know religion confusing you

Beaten by Bibles, them preachers was bruising you

Always act cool with you, never ate food with you, ah

You ain't in the limelight, cool

You ain't got no eyesight, cool

You don't feel so Christlike, cool

Your healing today, better hop out the pool

'Cause money can't pay for more love

Okay, say

All my life I wanted to be rich

Couldn't fit they circle, ain't invite us to the clique

Saw me at my worst, still loved me like You did

'Cause it's a poor party, flexin' with the gang

All my life I wanted to be rich

Couldn't fit they circle, ain't invite us to the clique

Saw me at my worst, You loved me like You did

'Cause it's a poor party, flexin' with the gang

If money was a good thing, it would make us grow

If money was a good thing, it would make us grow

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