Wax - Money lyrics
[Wax - Money lyrics]
Money ohh ye
Yo man, fuck so much stress on my mind
It's hard to stay sober
It increased the load of the
Weight on my shoulders
I hit the liquor store
For another can colder, use my debit card
I hope it ain't over the limit
Cus' you know what that be
Another 25 for the overdraft fee
Where does that go exactly
I don't know exactly
But it isn't to the lower class people
Looking for a check in
Stressed out conditions
Regretting horrible decisions, like me
Who just got a DUI
And I can't afford it the fees are too high
And there's no one on the plane but I
But, I can't provide water for
My wells run dry
And I got ripped of last year
I ain't money trees looking a merry day
It's still just fucking leafs
A couple D's to spare change the sum
Who are those people, what are they named and
(num?)
First, I'm so stressed I'm cutting the
(worbs?) i laugh at the situation
Cus' it's fucking absurd (waaahh)
Check my swag as I rip it
I pull out my hair but I can't quite rip it
And I can't afford a damn plane
Ticket, for a plane ride
If I could I'd go to Maine and hide
I really need some money
Somebody send me some money
More money, more problems, man
That isn't clear
Money makes most of my problems disappear
Damn I need money
I'm at the jam, I need money
Yo, my life's constantly armed and legged
I ain't to proud to beg give me money
Eyo, desperate's how I'm living today
Fucked up thing I only want money
Just to give it away
My paycheck goes straight to pay debt
And when it's all gone I realize I ain't
(eight?) yet and it's starting to get
Til' the point where I sacrifice
Art for a check
For real, I give a fuck how any fan feel
Record labels holler at me
I'll sign any damn deal
I won't even read it first
But, I might try to eat it first
As long as it has an advance
You think I can't make up some dumbass dance
The stanky leg, ye I guess it had charm
But wait till they get a
Load of the well-scented-arm
I change up my image in the (minute main?)
Shoot myself in the leg
Say that I was in a gang
I start rhyming soft and wack
Anything to get Verizon on my back
Would you like some fries and toast with that
I'm exhausted my mind is lost and flat
Yo man, fuck so much stress on my mind
It's hard to stay sober
It increased the load of the
Weight on my shoulders
I hit the liquor store
For another can colder, use my debit card
I hope it ain't over the limit
Cus' you know what that be
Another 25 for the overdraft fee
Where does that go exactly
I don't know exactly
But it isn't to the lower class people
Looking for a check in
Stressed out conditions
Regretting horrible decisions, like me
Who just got a DUI
And I can't afford it the fees are too high
And there's no one on the plane but I
But, I can't provide water for
My wells run dry
And I got ripped of last year
I ain't money trees looking a merry day
It's still just fucking leafs
A couple D's to spare change the sum
Who are those people, what are they named and
(num?)
First, I'm so stressed I'm cutting the
(worbs?) i laugh at the situation
Cus' it's fucking absurd (waaahh)
Check my swag as I rip it
I pull out my hair but I can't quite rip it
And I can't afford a damn plane
Ticket, for a plane ride
If I could I'd go to Maine and hide
I really need some money
Somebody send me some money
More money, more problems, man
That isn't clear
Money makes most of my problems disappear
Damn I need money
I'm at the jam, I need money
Yo, my life's constantly armed and legged
I ain't to proud to beg give me money
Eyo, desperate's how I'm living today
Fucked up thing I only want money
Just to give it away
My paycheck goes straight to pay debt
And when it's all gone I realize I ain't
(eight?) yet and it's starting to get
Til' the point where I sacrifice
Art for a check
For real, I give a fuck how any fan feel
Record labels holler at me
I'll sign any damn deal
I won't even read it first
But, I might try to eat it first
As long as it has an advance
You think I can't make up some dumbass dance
The stanky leg, ye I guess it had charm
But wait till they get a
Load of the well-scented-arm
I change up my image in the (minute main?)
Shoot myself in the leg
Say that I was in a gang
I start rhyming soft and wack
Anything to get Verizon on my back
Would you like some fries and toast with that
I'm exhausted my mind is lost and flat