*HOOK*

They say the things we want, sometimes money can't buy/
But I say that's a lie, tell me one thing money can't buy/
money can't buy, buy/
Aint nothing funny when your money aint right/

*Bridge*
Cant get off the ground but I wanna take flight/
Loose change but the budget stay tight/
Heavy on my mind cuz the money weigh light/
got no left But something aint right/

(verse 1)
Its prolly the fact That/
I aint got back yet/
What I put into what i thought was an asset/
And ppl only get the half of it/
Cuz if you talkin bout cash you just on some rapper shit/
I mean imagine this,
Cool wit not havin shit. Livin average/
and the motherfuckers that say money dont buy happiness/
they aint never had the shit/
so I cant even believe that logic/
Even wit some decent pockets/
Cant even believe that lie/
Cuz Its easy to say that you dont need it when u got it/
Even if you got it the demons are watching/
So when you broke then you peaceful without them/
If thats true then i need me some drama/
Im eager to reach those problems/
That money bring, funny thing huh
How life go/
When ya bank accounts on lipo/
And ya need a better check like a typo/
And you feelin like you might go psycho/
Yeah i feel like sayin fuck rap/
I put in work but i aint got a buck back/
Fuck that,
Maaan i would live my life illegal if I had the nut sack/
But i dont so I settle for this shitty job/
That feeds the fire to keep my dreams alive/
But when the dream retires will we survive, will we survive

*Hook*

*Bridge*

(verse 2)
It may be the Fact i need a brand new whip/
But my credit fucked up and I cant do shit/
Js scuffed up and I need new kicks/
Wit a couple new suits and a few cute chicks/

Damn..... but homegirl sinnin for cash/
Making a living off stripping and she giving the ass/
But once her money get right she considers the fact/
It aint right and she wanna put that life into her past/
Sooo... She looking for god in the churches/
Hopin that some truth can surface/
Cuz She really feelin worthless/
she's the first one up in the Sunday service/
As the preacher man preaches/
He speaks of the demons that reach into leach us/
As he teaches/
He speaks on the root of this evil and greed can defeat us/
The sins we commit/
We tryin to find the key to the wealth/
But you cant buy your way into heaven, and you cant buy peace with yourself/
But you can sin your way into hell, and cant buy a shovel to dig out/
Now take this collection plate, and give me all you got or you can get out/