Prick
Does it have to be like this?
Suffer through you paid the rent
Guided by the most ignorant
But you look good at your work event
Does it have to be like this?
Now a days it makes you proud
All the zeros in your bank account
What's the deal bud, the man got you down?
Does it have to be like this?
A better life but this ain't it
You're nothing more than a selfish pig
You fuckin' prick
Money is the root of all evil
But it makes you feel so right
Stack it high
The honeys come easy
They be keeping you up all night
So you wanna stay up all night?
Was your family the one to blame?
They the type to make you go so insane?
Cheer up pal, at least you got your fame
Does it have to be like this?
All the years of discontent
Money hungry with your ignorance
I hope you're still rich when you're fucking dead
Does it have to be like this?
A better life but this ain't it
You're nothing more than a piece of shit
You fuckin' prick
Money is the root of all evil
But it makes you feel so right
Stack it high
The honeys come easy
They be keeping you up all night
So you wanna stay up all night?
So you think you're better than me, huh?
Do you think you're better than me, punk?
What makes you better than me?
Now it's time
To put your money where your mouth is
Motherfucker fix your face or get smacked in it
Suffer through you paid the rent
Guided by the most ignorant
But you look good at your work event
Does it have to be like this?
Now a days it makes you proud
All the zeros in your bank account
What's the deal bud, the man got you down?
Does it have to be like this?
A better life but this ain't it
You're nothing more than a selfish pig
You fuckin' prick
Money is the root of all evil
But it makes you feel so right
Stack it high
The honeys come easy
They be keeping you up all night
So you wanna stay up all night?
Was your family the one to blame?
They the type to make you go so insane?
Cheer up pal, at least you got your fame
Does it have to be like this?
All the years of discontent
Money hungry with your ignorance
I hope you're still rich when you're fucking dead
Does it have to be like this?
A better life but this ain't it
You're nothing more than a piece of shit
You fuckin' prick
Money is the root of all evil
But it makes you feel so right
Stack it high
The honeys come easy
They be keeping you up all night
So you wanna stay up all night?
So you think you're better than me, huh?
Do you think you're better than me, punk?
What makes you better than me?
Now it's time
To put your money where your mouth is
Motherfucker fix your face or get smacked in it
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Rico, Michael Sanchez, Gregory Mcdevitt, Christopher Loporto
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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