Money - 欧阳靖 (MC Jin)

They say that it's the root of evil

I guess that's kinda true

Just to get it

Look at all the things that people do

Rob steal kill cheat lie

Sell their soul

In the blink of an eye

Just to see their dollars grow

I don't know

What about the hard working nine to fivers

Trying to make a honest living day to day

Barely survivin'

Bus drivin'

Kitchen cookin'

Cleanin'

Takin' out the trash

Feelin' like there

Ain't no meanin'

But to try and get some cash go to school

Higher learnin'

That's what they say you need in this society

We all tryin' to succeed

What does success

Look like

How do you measure

The amount

I mean

Is it solely based on

The balance of your account if that's the case

I'm tryin' to break the bank

I see you sittin' on dubs what's up with

That empty tank

To be frank

That's just not healthy

You trying to get rich

Man I'm tryin' to be wealthy

If it don't make dollars

Then it don't make sense

All the paper in the world

And you'll never be content

Whether falling from the skies or growing on the trees

You serve it like a master got you falling on your knees

Love it Money

Stack it Money

Count it Money

Fold it Money

Spend it Money

Want it Money

Need it Money

Take it Money

It can change your life in a major way

How much did you make today

What about after taxes

What you got saved away

Let you hold somethin'

I thought you just got paid

How you rather be broke

Just to copp some Js

Who am I to criticize

I've been down that same path

Spend it faster

Than I make it

No hesitatin'

I paid cash

That was my goal in life

To have the freshest sneakers

But as I get older

Things get much deeper

Who's the richest

Not my business

Never check the forbes list

All they ever do

Is tell me you cannot afford this

Money ain't a thing

That's the motto

When you ballin'

Money's everything

When the bill collectors calling

In the end though

It's not like

You can die with it

Not to mention

All the things that you can't buy with it

Love peace joy good health these are priceless

Never sell yourself short no matter what the price is

If it don't make dollars

Then it don't make sense

All the paper in the world

And you'll never be content whether falling

From the skies or growing on the trees

You serve it like a master got you falling on your knees Love it Money

Stack it Money

Count it Money

Fold it Money

Spend it Money

Want it Money

Need it Money

Take it Money