[Hook]
You better bring the money, I'mma grab a big bat and I'll hit you in the face
This won't stop til I get mine, do it all night all the time
[Verse 1 - Explizit Content]
Ain't a lie when they say that money's the root of evil
Look at all the sh** it's pursuit can lead to
It can make you k** for a pocket of dollars
By the same dudes coulda been prophets and scholars
When does the need for dough, evolve into the greed for dough
Making someone bleed for dough, go from selling weed to blow
Seems like the whole world's been possessed by it
Still, I ain't really been impressed by it
Seen all the things people will do to obtain it
Told we ain't sh** without it, good people become tainted
Your worth is measured by your bank account
And you're a nobody if it's a blank amount
Some people got billions so why are some starving?
The idea they matter's been planted like a garden
The less you have the harder it is to find a bargain
System designed to push us to the side like a margin
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Brainwashed since we young that we gotta strive for it
Thrive for it, stay alive for it, maybe even die for it
Wanna make they pockets fat like they eating mad calories
The truth is your salary, it's just a fallacy
Cuz it don't matter how big your palace be
Gotta find inner peace in order to feel happily
Nowadays all that people want is more and more
Seems they only interest is buying out the store
But that's what happens when you grow up poor
Worried about a king size when people sleep on the floor
We forget they exist when we close our doors
f** y'all with dough if you ain't helped even the score
f** y'all for spending gwap on bullsh** wars
Democrat, Republican, all y'all do is ignore
But trust that ain't gon help y'all in the afterlife
If you ain't acting right, so this sh** I have to write
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Money's used to enslave, life's quest to get paid
Work cradle to the grave, for minimum wage
Still can't pay the bills, on your knees pray for mills
Hoping to get to the top, waiting for the day you will
CEOs on vacay, living up their heyday
Think of how little they pay, fight each other in a melee
We not changing sh**, we just follow the sorrow
Instead of working together for a better tomorrow
They got vacant buildings but no place for the homeless
Doesn't make sense, it's a shame and I know this
More than just paper, learn to give to your neighbor
For some dollars they'll rape ya, what they want is your labor
Just a trade system, that's what it 'posed to been
Now make you cut the throat even to your closest kin
Not worth it to me, it's one thing I won't do
It's aight to own money, never let money own you