[Verse 1]
You did it baby, that's fine, no shame, well-played game.
Now forget my name or keep it aside when placing a blame.
You just live for an expensive brand, don’t pretend.
What a dollar-spending ritual, was hoping for something more spiritual.
Can your Prada give you a hug, make you proud while pleasing the crowd?
Is twenty-four carat all you need indeed?
My heart turned into a wallet, slipped into a pocket, fading away like a rocket.
I was young, with love, you don’t get it, do you? Just forget it!
What the hell do I know about material love transaction?
I was just a kid looking for a romantic action.
Oops, wanted too much, you charged me for a touch.
But lesson learned, I met a pro we pay as we go through life, loosing or winning, hurting and forgiving.
Finally it’s over, and the story ending's bright/
Will survive this damn night. What did I give myself for? Should've listen to my bro?
I was a banking machine for my queen, completely green.
Being mean has no meaning, and playing dirty always needs cleaning.
[Chorus]
Your mama should have told you, change beats, change beats
Love is more important than treats, damn treats
Your mama should have told you change beats, change beats
Chasing after dollars doesn’t bring you peace
Your mama should have told you, change beats, change beats
Love is more important than treats, damn treats
Your mama should have told you change beats, change beats
Your mama should have told, mama should have told you
[Verse 2]
We met in Pennsylvania, but it felt like horror in Transylvania.
Mask off, no more hiding, the devil's contract was not binding.
You are night-walking your city streets, while I'm writing these beats.
Hoping to burry my worst nightmare, like you care.
That was a roulette game, pure casino, guys always bet on a red heart.
Then we get broken when losing to other signs, like an 's' with lines.
And who's the next lucky winner? I know he won't mind.
Will be nice and kind, like me, completely blind.
Time to continue my fight for what I believe is right.
Love is warm, not bright, except when it's bold and cold, turning into gold.
You're living the dream, but can't be in it, we ain't a team.
And can't fall under your regime and be melt like ice-cream.
At the end of this story, wanna make it clear.
I wish you all the luck, hope you never get confused, stuck.
Just remember, don't call me, I need my peace, space and time.
And if you do, damn it, I ain't going back under your material love attack.
[Chorus]
Your mama should have told you, change beats, change beats
Love is more important than treats, damn treats
Your mama should have told you change beats, change beats
Chasing after dollars doesn’t bring you peace
Your mama should have told you, change beats, change beats
Love is more important than treats, damn treats
Your mama should have told you change beats, change beats
Your mama should have told, your mama should have told you