Hook:
Money, money, money – all I want
Count, count, count – stack to the hill
Feel, feel, feel – bills make me quiet
But my heart stays cold if I chill too much
Part 1:
I wake up with a dream of Milli'n
No sleep, no breaks, just killing
Every day a fight for the numbers
My boys in the trap, they pay
They ask me, what's your goal?
I say: Brother, that's not much
A house for Mom, diamonds in the grill
And enough for the day when I don't want any more
Hook:
Money, money, money – all I want
Count, count, count – stack up to the hill
Feel, feel, feel – bills make me quiet
But my heart stays cold when I chill too much
Part 2:
I run and I run and I run for the bank
But in the end, all that remains is thanks
From the people who never knew you
But with money, brother, you see relatives
Every note is a part of time
Every hour I sacrifice for this shit
But what remains when the numbers disappear?
Just my name on the stone somewhere in the rain
Hook (Outro):
Money, money, money – all I want
Count, count, count – stack to the hill
Feel, feel, feel – bills make me quiet
But my heart stays cold if I chill too much