Cashflowbreakpoint by Chris Wright Lyrics

Running from a pay stub
From a straight check
All that shit is made up
On little private jets
I’m more into cash flow
My feet just getting wet
You can’t talk in actuals
When we ain’t even met
I got private dividends
I pay out all my friends
I fucking spend too much
It’s all an accident
I reach my breaking point
Look at how fast it went
I max my credit cards
I crash and let it end
I get me a notice for an overdue rental
I got all this sentimental shit fucking up my mental
Yeah I’d probably do more drugs, but I’m worried bout the fentanyl
You can’t trust a single plug, wired up, pop incidental
Watch me fizzlе out again
Break apart another line
I’ll bе back here when this ends
I can’t sit I have to fly
I got cash flow on my mind
I break down when that run dry
I base everything on money
Fuck am I if thats a lie
One day I’ll reach for you
Someday I’ll reach for you
One day I’ll reach for you
Someday I’ll reach for you