Bank Account - David Choi

Right now I’m hurting for some money

And I don’t wanna look too far to get some

I got a little of ego

I care what people think about me

I see more people on the street

And the government forgets 'em

And they got a lot of rich friends

But I guess you gotta love 'em

I’m low, no money in my bank account

Yeah I feel pathetic

Don’t want anyone to hear

These days I kinda wanna disappear

Broke and independent

Tell me, how did I get here?

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

But do I want a lot of money

It’d probably be a lie if I said no

But I don’t need a lotta nice things

But I care about my friends though

Too many people on the street now

Oh, what a shame that we forget 'em

I gotta hurry up and go now

I guess somebody else has got 'em

I’m low, no money in my bank account

Yeah I feel pathetic

Don’t want anyone to hear

These days I kinda wanna disappear

Broke and independent

Tell me, how did I get here?

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(How did I get here?)

(How did I get here?)

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(How did I get here?)

(How did I get here?)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(How did I get here?)

(How did I get here?)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(How did I get here?)

(How did I get here?)

I’m low, no money in my bank account

Yeah I feel pathetic

Don’t want anyone to hear

These days I kinda wanna disappear

Broke and independent

Tell me, how did I get here?