Money ft. MC Escher Lyrics

M O N E Y

Let's make some money to spend some more

Let's spend some money to make some more

We would go down for the paper

Leave our god for the paper

Denying things, inventing lies just for your favour

Our L-O-V-E´s big

Turning us into pigs

We need it we admire it but it won't take a hint

Get up

Come around

Put on the sneakers with the swoosh

They'll be your crown

Grab your coke and Red Bull ey

And you will fly

But you're gonna burn your wings

If you're too high

It is here because of us

We won't be here because of it

Do your best be your boss

Unless it's not paying off it's shit

M-O-N-E-Y

You think you're living free but money makes you cry

Your future looks bright

What would it be without

M-O-N-E-Y

You think you're living free but money makes you cry

Your future looks bright

What would it be without

My paycheck got me feeling like the day's blessed

Money brings me to the apex

I'm going on vacation

I'll buy that Gucci fragrance

You're gonna smell the dough

Give me hype Give me mo'

Want a new bag want new shoes I can't make up my mind

I gotta flip a coin but it still got two sides

Can't make a choice it's too hard to decide

If they catch me tryna shoplift well at least I tried

Life is rough

If you ain't flush

I'm waving out the beamer while you're waiting for the bus

I wanna get that paper yeah I really feel the rush

I'm going over corpses, fuck it, who are you to judge?

Why would you have a heart of gold

You might be shining from within

What's it worth? I don't know

I'd rather wear it on my skin

M-O-N-E-Y

You think you're living free but money makes you cry

Your future looks bright

What would it be without

M-O-N-E-Y

You think you're living free but money makes you cry

Your future looks bright

What would it be without

Money don't grow on trees

Money don't grow on trees ya

Money don't grow on trees

Money don't grow on trees ya

Money don't grow on trees

Money don't grow on trees ya

Money don't grow on trees

Money don't grow on trees ya

Money don't grow on trees

Urbanized worker bees

Working for p's every day of the week

No time to stop got somewhere to be

Clocks ticking

Go through the motions

Plot thickens

Keep me posted

On sufferance

Lost a Life

Indifference

From rags to riches

We love competition

I don't care if it's gonna be the death of me

Grin on my face stacks in my hand

I worship misery

On my way to the city

I kick beggars in the kidney

Here's a fiver mate go buy yourself some dignity

Dollar signs in my eyes

Im going berserk

Sign the fucking deal

No empathy when I'm at work

If you care to disagree

Don't you care about your knees

One hit

You'll be sorry for your Lack of believe

Where's my money?