S.D.R.O.

[Verse 1: Joyride]
Shouts to all my bros
Working down at the S.D.R.O
I put your fine money up in my nose
See dollars come just as easy as they go
But none of them go to you, I'm sorry
And I'm begging please don't worry
And thank you for the payment plan
You say I missed another payment? Damn
You won't get it in a hurry
I spend too much money on cigarettes
And isolated incidents
Where Jimmy Nice has been a bad influence
I guess I'm into this eternal weekend
With this select group of friends
Who all wake up after ten
But we all like to make bad choices
Like waiting till we're broke before
We send our invoices
And making loud noises till voices yell through the wall
Shut the fuck up! but we don't care at all
See all I care about is sunshine and cafe meals
A little bit of alone time and keeping it real
So what's the deal ma?

[Chorus: Joyride & Solo]
Money comes, money goes
Spent Monday morning with a heavy head and a runny nose
In yesterday's clothes
From my head to my toes, but nobody knows
Money comes, money goes
Spent Monday morning with a heavy head and a runny nose
In yesterday's clothes
From my head to my toes, but nobody knows

[Verse 2: Solo]
You can swear and curse all you want, they gon hit you where it hurts
(In your pocketses) Profit loss vs. broken promises
Now they coming after you to tip the scales
Ominous letters in the mail from anonymous offices
Three dollars eighty just to ride Cityrail
And you don't want no trouble with them transit officers, so
Just keep calm and grease them palms, be another good sheep on the farm
With the cash or the Visa card, let's find out who got the weaker arm
There's no need for that malice in your tone
Just understand I trade my talent tryna build the bank balance
So thanks madam, calling me on the phone with a fine
Of course I'm back chatting, my bad language isn't that bad dagnabbit
I mean some folks have got their souls crooked
Doing things that they know that they so shouldn't
Fuck a finger in the pie, nah, they want the whole puddin'
While some are dole queuing, Rowan bring that old hook in
Yo

[Chorus: Joyride & Solo]
Money comes, money goes
Spent Monday morning with a heavy head and a runny nose
In yesterday's clothes
From my head to my toes, but nobody knows
Money comes, money goes
Spent Monday morning with a heavy head and a runny nose
In yesterday's clothes
From my head to my toes, but nobody knows

[Outro: Joyride & Jimmy Nice]
We owe the S.D.R.O
We save for rainy days and special occasions
We owe the S.D.R.O
That R'n'R for you be revenue raising
We owe the S.D.R.O
Holding out civil liberties to ransom
Whether you in the back of the line
Or you be the boss, you're in a bind
Shit, even when you're in a box
What, this is the anthem