Yo, money, money, money,pullin’ the strings
Got ‘em chasin’ paper, dreamin’ of the bling
Think they’re the boss, at the top of the game
But the green’s the master, controllin’ their brain
Stackin’ it high, a never-endin’ chase
Sacrificin’ it all, a pitiful disgrace
In the end, it’s gone, into someone else’s hands
Can’t take it with you, cant make it
last.
[Breakdown record scratching,
Yo, check this out.. kid jaz dropping
Knowledge]
greed's the virus, spreadin' like fire
Consumin' souls, a sinister desire
They set the pace, the ultimate goal
Material wealth, controllin' the soul
We follow suit, lost in the game
Trapped in the cycle, chasing paper every day
[Break]
Yo, mo money you make your status grows, full of pride
Flaunt the paper, but lost inside
More they make, more they buy
Empty souls, they wonder why
The emptiness inside gets amplified
They learn peace is something money cant buy.
Yo, the irony, it’s a twisted joke
The less you got, the lighter the your yoke
The poor appreciate, the simple things
‘Cause they know the struggle, life’s hard stings
We’re all the same, beneath the skin
Greed can consume, the endless sin?
It’s not ‘bout the cash, it’s ‘bout the heart
True wealth,are the free things given by God
[RECORD SCRACTHING BREAKDOWN]
Yo, chasin’ paper, a fool’s delight
Forgettin’ the real, losin’ the fight
Flashy cars, designer clothes, a fake facade
True wealth our family given to us by God.
A tight embrace, a knowing look
Shared laughter, a heartfelt read book
Simple joys, priceless and pure
A love so deep, it will always endure
So let’s break free, from the material chain
Find true peace, a different plane
Let’s prioritize love, a worthwhile prize
Cherish the moments, open your eyes
Forget the paper chase, the fleeting gain
Focus on family, love,your find the highest gains
Yo, money, money, money,pullin’ the strings
Got ‘em chasin’ paper, dreamin’ of the bling
Think they’re the boss, at the top of the game
But the green’s the master, controllin’ their brain
[Record scratching]
Yo, money’s a tool, a necessity’s need
To pay the bills,food thing to be remedied
But it ain’t the money, that's root of all evil
It’s the love of money, a selfish ideal
Greed consumes, it will tear you apart
Tearin’ souls to pieces, family’s broken heart
So let’s break free, from the material chain
Find true peace, in the little things
Let’s prioritize our love ones, a worthwhile prize
Cherish the moments, open your eyes
Forget the chase, the fleeting gains
Focus on family where our true wealth remains
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Yo, Got to get this money, got to get this money,yo, got to get this money got to get this money, Ayo,Ayo hold up!!! THEN U DIE.........
[MUSICAL BREAKDOWN to END]