La Mer de Mula Lyrics

Money

Make the wheels go round

Some use dollars

Some use pounds

Some call it dosh, call it mula

Not posh if you make it, you're a baller

Grows you taller

Thrown in the club if she's not meady

Certain man they wanna be greedy

Call it stacks, call it gs

Call it fat and call it ps

Queen's face is staring back at me

You got a problem?

Money can solve it

Green paper

Communism, dissolve it

Working hard for the cash I earn

Cold hard cash turn you absurd

Splash it, flash it when I get paid

Gets me by the day to day

Break baker, kneading dough

Earn the green for the fancy show

Splash some gravy here and there

Born into it, it's unfair

Can't get caught by the Santander

Walking down ends

Contrast's appalling

One man's broke and another man's balling

Hear that? the cash is calling

UK

Not united

Wealthy live while the poor are fighting

Hear that?

Wealthy live while the poor are fighting

We have to choose between cold or bored

Cold or loosing your house landlord

We're told

It's not that deep

Get your money up, get back on your feet

Think about what a fortune means

Psychedelic, like LSD

Not only music's about notes

Not only weed's about bills

But only from weed you take tokes

And only music gives you chills

Give me Sterling, no Raheem

Don't want him on my football team

Silver copper, currencies

Start its name with a capital P

You don't know what the Capital's seen

You don't know who the Capital's hurt

You don't know where the Capital's been

99 payed minimum wage

Fills me up with rage

Pay for work but we don't get paid

Keep on the work 'till we're in our graves

Next time you have a 20 pound note

Which won't be soon be real you're broke

Either way

Examine the paper

See that it's all just trees in makeup

None is real, all is fake

Don't mean I can't pay for my bake

But hear me,

To make you think

Who made the money? Who prints the ink?

Like God

It's just a belief

Treated like God

By those underneath

Constructed like the walls of Rome

Weren't made in a day, in a day it won't go

Maybe one day well be free

Land for all not a coin to see

But, that's the future

For now imma make ps make mula

Don't think I won't be back for more

Keep you alert keep your eye on the door.