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Monogrammed handbags and matching Prada shoes
They've got their autographed snapbacks and daddy's new BMW
They've got their personal trainers, sky's the limit come see the view
But I don't dress head to toe designer and this ain't the crowd that I'm into

I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
I'm done feeling like I don't fit in
Woah, no
I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
Trust fund kids, oh

Slamming my foot down in my beat-up cavalier
I try to make it to midtown but they always beat me here
This ain't a phony disclaimer but I can't afford 5th avenue
My life's a different flavor and this ain't the crowd that I'm into

I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
I'm done feeling like I don't fit in
Woah, no
I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no

Well silver spoons never touched my tongue
I drink a different brew a different drum
At times I wish gold filled my lungs
But I beat a different groove a different drum
A different groove, a different drum
A different groove, a different drum
A different groove, a different drum
A different groove, oh

I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
I'm done feeling like I don't fit in
Woah, no
I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
I'm done feeling like I don't fit in
Woah, no
I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
I'm done feeling like I don't fit in
Woah, no
I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
Trust fund kids
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Monogrammed handbags and matching Prada shoes
They've got their autographed snapbacks and daddy's new BMW
They've got their personal trainers, sky's the limit come see the view
But I don't dress head to toe designer and this ain't the crowd that I'm into

I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
I'm done feeling like I don't fit in
Woah, no
I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
Trust fund kids, oh

Slamming my foot down in my beat-up cavalier
I try to make it to midtown but they always beat me here
This ain't a phony disclaimer but I can't afford 5th avenue
My life's a different flavor and this ain't the crowd that I'm into

I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
I'm done feeling like I don't fit in
Woah, no
I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no

Well silver spoons never touched my tongue
I drink a different brew a different drum
At times I wish gold filled my lungs
But I beat a different groove a different drum
A different groove, a different drum
A different groove, a different drum
A different groove, a different drum
A different groove, oh

I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
I'm done feeling like I don't fit in
Woah, no
I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
I'm done feeling like I don't fit in
Woah, no
I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
I'm done feeling like I don't fit in
Woah, no
I'm done hanging with the trust fund kids
Woah, no
Trust fund kids
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Writer: ARIANE OLIVIA GABRIEL, ELLIOTT JAMES MARCHENT, JOHN EDWARD MURRAY
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