CB Milton - Money lyrics

This money I made up when I was ten Now I'm singing it once more again It's something pure and innocent I wanna go back in time When all that mattered was The music I made And if you want to survive In this jungle that we're in You better tell the truth At least to yourself Whatever it is that you do It will come right back to you So don't you dare to put your Conscience on the shelf Now it's all about money All about cash and getting paid I don't wanna go on this way Now it's all about money All about s**, and getting laid It doesn't matter what you say There's so many people out there Thinkin' only of cash Makin' music they really despise And I can never say I haven't done it myself But it's time to get away From those lies And if you want to survive In this jungle that we're in Whatever it is that you do It will come right back to you