Money
By: Vainne
Duration
3:15
Genres
Description
Something a successful rock star might write...
Lyrics
Aint gotta tell me bout the birds and the bees I aint got no problems I just do what I please They say I’m out of my mind say I’m wastin my time Leave me alone cause I’m doin fine I got Money Some people say that they don’t like what they see And I cant understand it when theyre lookin at me You see they bitch and they whine when the see it’s all mine You know what their trouble is, they aint got a dime, got no Money Got no money Well I wrote this song in just a couple of days But only made a million dollars cause we split it four ways Yeah they all point and stare but are they really aware It’s not my problem I really don’t care, about your Money Cant even fight it that’s the way that it is, and it don’t make no sense And they just call it the biz See the money is talking and the bullshit is walkin Don’t you answer when you hear it come knockin Yeah, I’m a no one on the cover of time Look ma I’m famous and it just blows my mind