Marcus Braveboy - TAXES lyrics

[Intro - Mark Hardy] Yeah Yo Yeah Gas price going up Food price going up The taxes going up Everything just going up The hands them going up The drinks them going up We still blowing up And everybody still turning up [Hook - Mark Hardy & Yung Rudd] We going up! We're headed straight to the top We going up! Like drinks filling my cup We going up! You know we never gon' stop We going up! We going up! Like what, like what? These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes We going up! These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes We going up! These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes We going up! These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes Like what, like what? [Verse 1: Yung Rudd] Like you's a small man in form 1, they're taxing you Give me cash, I ain't asking you Or collect a few tap in your **** Things rel hard boy Uncle Ellis living better than men "Somebody vomit again and again" That is a reason for buying a Benz? It's a scene Things salty like Akeem They go charge your a** a grand Ask them now if, "Yuh wa speed?" People sharing all the memes Nothing's funny about the cream So that's why I'm living mine While you're selling all them dreams Spending too much, you should calm yourself Prices, they're higher than helium You're coming up short like you was an elf? Switch to super from premium Need some cash flow mediums Cause I'm on green, lik mealybugs Fire for you like Marlene inno Really bruh [Hook - Mark Hardy & Yung Rudd] We going up! We're headed straight to the top We going up! Like drinks filling my cup We going up! You know we never gon' stop We going up! We going up! Like what, like what? These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes We going up! These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes We going up! These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes We going up! These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes Like what, like what? [Verse 2: Mark Hardy] Budget pa**, mad scene Cause everyday I spend mad cream Hustle hard, new schemes Still I'm following my dreams Rel pain to check girls in South Take a loan just to take she out Gas prices, they're on fleek It's two blue notes to fill my jeep Used to buy clothes on Amazon Now they have me looking like vagabonds Used to get laid now I'm laid off And it's real bills I can't pay off No more sushi, it's level souse Can't save, I can't buy a house Can't take no trip, I can't buy no land No more A/C, it's just rel fan Before I wanted a beemer Now I got a new Tiida Like Fingal I get real girls They can't fight me down like Thema It's carpool when we hit the club No more champagne it's level rum The government says the party done But we're still champions [Hook - Mark Hardy & Yung Rudd] We going up! We're headed straight to the top We going up! Like drinks filling my cup We going up! You know we never gon' stop We going up! We going up! Like what, like what? These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes We going up! These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes We going up! These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes We going up! These taxes, these taxes These taxes taxes taxes Like what, like what? [Outro] Whoa These taxes, these taxes Oh no Taxes taxes taxes taxes taxes Whoa These taxes, these taxes Oh no Taxes taxes taxes taxes taxes Whoa