Money

Ain't it funny
Money don't mean a thing
So will you trust me
If money don't come for me
If money don't come for me
If money don't come for me

Uh, economy funny, I got monopoly money
I'm playing games with a genie and I'm all in hallelujah
I know that this is my future, I think I see right through ya
What do you want from me now? If I don't make the rounds
If they don't like my sounds, if they don't feel my taste
If I don't get the grades, pray to God I make it okay
I tell myself to relax, that I'ma pave the way
And all these questions keep a hold of me like

Ain't it funny
Money don't mean a thing
So will you trust me
If money don't come for me
If money don't come for me
If money don't come for me

Yeah, money is power if you can put in the hours
Just chump a couple people out of their salary
Take their good work and living and turn it into a killing
That's business, should I say that's busy senator living
They're like, pray that nobody shoot ya
Hope that nobody sue ya, hope that you make it by
That's America's future, you should go back to living
You should go back to your house and watch some nice television
Till it passes by
Never mind that, bulletproof backpack for a needle and a coal stack
On a cul-de-sac, cutting up their hands for a prayer and a post tag
Gotta get that, buy an iPhone or you're living off welfare
In the black hats, see a cry for a child, we could've avoided that
We could've been better, we could've been different
The only free things are my thoughts and the weather
The only three things that I need are my people, my time and my head in the desert
I'd fill it with things like emotional troubles and tales from another year
Hope and fear if I gotta ask

Ain't it funny
Money don't mean a thing
So will you trust me
If money don't come for me
If money don't come for me