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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Grandma said pray, I said “maybe later”
Light bill due, I’m arguing with the waiter
Pocket change jangle, pride on E
Whole church broke but they passing that seat
Suit and tie preacher in a foreign outside
Talk about heaven while he selling my pride
Boss man smiling, says “we a family”
Till the clock hit five, then he forget about me
[Chorus]
All they see is dollar signs on my eyes
Don’t care if I live, don’t care if I die
Long as that cash keep coming on time
World don’t love nothing but the bottom line
All they hear is coins when I cry
Turn my pain to a price, let it fly
Say they feel me but I know that’s a lie
World don’t love nothing but the bottom line (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Mama on the phone, talking ’bout her pills
Insurance on hold, say “approve these bills”
Man in a suit sipping coffee, chilling
Got a bonus last year off denying our feelings
Scroll my feed, see a war like a show
Hit a link, buy merch, get a code for the clothes
They sell fear, sell tears, sell hope in a can
Got a tag on my soul, got a barcode on my hand (uh)
[Chorus]
All they see is dollar signs on my eyes
Don’t care if I live, don’t care if I die
Long as that cash keep coming on time
World don’t love nothing but the bottom line
All they hear is coins when I cry
Turn my pain to a price, let it fly
Say they feel me but I know that’s a lie
World don’t love nothing but the bottom line (bottom line)
[Bridge]
Tell me what love cost, they’ll quote you a fee
Tell me what truth worth, they’ll tax every belief
They counting that green while we counting our scars
They chasing receipts, we just reaching for God (yeah)
[Chorus]
All they see is dollar signs on my eyes
Don’t care if I live, don’t care if I die
Long as that cash keep coming on time
World don’t love nothing but the bottom line
All they hear is coins when I cry
Turn my pain to a price, let it fly (let it fly)
Say they feel me but I know that’s a lie
World don’t love nothing but the bottom line
Details
GeneratedFeb 15, 2026
Duration2:36
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Gritty Southern rap over swung trap drums and sub-heavy bass, male vocals with a half-raspy, half-spoken drawl. Verses stay tight and conversational with low synth pads and pitched-down ad-libs. Hook widens with layered chant vocals and a slightly brighter bell loop, kick hitting harder on every downbeat. Final chorus strips to drums and bass, then brings the full beat back for the last two lines., world
Credits
Prompt by
HbKeed
HbKeedModelAria v5
Prompt
A southern rap song half raspy about how the world only cares about money and nothing else
