"rage" lyrics

I'm a broke bitch
But I make a lotta hits
I work three jobs and they don't pay shit
I'm still on the cover of your favorite playlist

Mr. President wanna take my money
Took it overseas and he got it all bloody
Got a front row seat
You think we don't see?
Censoring our screens
Ain't that funny

Burn it all down,
Build from the ground
Gave us no choice
Are you listening now?

I just wanna
Rage
Rage
Rage
I got a lotta
Rage
Rage
Rage
So fuck it Imma
Rage
Rage
Rage
I got a lotta
Rage
Rage
Rage

Mr. Government, leavin' all your people for dead
But if we're out in the streets, then that's a major offense
They might cut my mic, put me under arrest
Because I don't make music for the one percent

New drop, the American Dream
Gotta sell your soul for a bite to eat
And when they scream out what is all this for?
Tell em there's nothing more American than startin' a war

Burn it all down,
Build from the ground
Gave us no choice
Are you listening now?

I just wanna
Rage
Rage
Rage
I got a lotta
Rage
Rage
Rage
So fuck it Imma
Rage
Rage
Rage
I got a lotta
Rage
Rage
Rage

I'm a broke
She's a broke bitch
I work three jobs and they don't pay shit
She works three jobs and they don't pay shit
Quit
I'm a broke
She's a broke bitch
Nothin' left to do but eat the rich
Nothin' left to do but eat the rich

I just wanna
Rage
Rage
Rage
I got a lotta
Rage
Rage
Rage
So fuck it Imma
Rage
Rage
Rage
I got a lotta
Rage
Rage
Rage