Heartless (Feat. Rick Ross)
Yfn Lucci
Friday night, boys and girls I see Drunk and runnin' around like ants They all just wanna be heard and seen Speakin' their minds and takin' their stance Some are real happy and some are mean Some are just lookin' for quick romance They wanna be part of the popular scene So they dress the part and take their chance Boys and girls are actin' real strange Pretendin' they're welders and cowboys and such Buyin' old work gear from the exchange You can tell their hands don't do very much Sayin', "Me, me, me, me, me more cowboy than you I swear that I'm workin' class through and through" Sayin', "Me, me, me more cowboy than you" Everyone's glued to their flickering screens Faces illuminated in the dark Their pockets are full, and their cars are clean Their biggest worry is where they should park So if you see cowboy hats and boots Chances are it's on Daddy's dime They're all in the bathroom snortin' their toot Havin' a mighty expensive time Sayin', "Me, me, me, me, me more cowboy than you I swear that I'm workin' class through and through" Sayin', "Me, me, me more cowboy than you"