Wax - Money lyrics

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Wax - Money lyrics

[Intro] Money Ohh ye x8 [Verse 1] Yo man, f** So much stress on my mind it's hard to stay sober It increased the load of the weight on my shoulders I hit the liquor store for another can colder, use my debit card I hope it ain't over the limit, cus' you know what that be Another 25 for the overdraft fee Where does that go exactly, I don't know exactly, but it isn't to the lower cla** people Looking for a check in stressed out conditions Regretting horrible decisions, like me Who just got a DUI, and I can't afford it the fees are too high And there's no one on the plane but I, but I can't provide water for my wells run dry And I got ripped of last year, I ain't money trees Looking a merry day, it's still just f**ing leafs A couple D's to spare change the sum Who are those people, what are they named and (num?) First, I'm so stressed I'm cutting the (worbs?) I laugh at the situation cus' it's f**ing absurd (waaahh) Check my swag as I rip it, I pull out my hair but I can't quite rip it And I can't afford a damn plane ticket, for a plane ride, if I could I'd go to Maine and hide [Hook] I really need some Money Somebody send me some Money More money, more problems, man that isn't clear, money makes most of my problems disappear Damn I need Money I'm at the jam, I need Money Yo, my life's constantly armed and legged, I ain't to proud to beg give me Money [Verse 2] Eyo, desperate's how I'm living today f**ed up thing I only want money just to give it away My paycheck goes straight to pay debt And when it's all gone I realize I ain't (eight??) yet And it's starting to get, til' the point where I sacrifice art for a check For real, I give a f** how any fan feel Record labels holler at me, I'll sign any damn deal I won't even read it first But I might try to eat it first As long as it has an advance You think I can't make up some dumba** dance The stanky leg, ye I guess it had charm But wait till they get a load of the well-scented-arm I change up my image in the (minute main??) Shoot myself in the leg, say that I was in a gang I start rhyming soft and wack, anything to get Verizon on my back Would you like some fries and toast with that I'm exhausted my mind is lost and flat [Hook]

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