Kaja Czulewicz - Omen

You can watch me stack mine all the way to the ceiling
I don’t always get it legally, but I don’t ever get it stealing
That’s for the government and the corporate criminal
They see ya getting paper and try and keep it minimal
Right in the middle of the have and have not
They’ll let ya have some, but none from what they’ve got
And that’s ok cos you know I’m gonna keep mine too
I shared enough when the tax came due
Why would I grab you and say here you go
I did all the work, please spend my dough
Dreams into dollars I get paid for passion
So what if I splurge on a bit of high fashion

If you’re looking for an omen, nothings better than a dollar sign
If you wanna picture me rollin, I’ll be in this old car of mine
You’re never gonna catch me looking all flashy
You can take that privilege and move right past me

You’ve been told that all that glitters not gold
And most new money never gets old
Balling and bankruptcy go hand in hand
Why would you stay plain when you could grandstand
Show off be all about status
Make sure everybody knows you’re the baddest
Living in fear of an envious nemesis
Sounds worse than modest and generous
Time and money donations and food drives
Everybody’s equal and everybody thrives
That’s fantasy land that’s pipe dream
Money talks but not everybody gets cream