Slave To the Money

We all want them racks we wanna spend it all up
They tryna shoot me down but I'm in for the top
Why you hating on me I'm just chasing my dreams
Slave to the money you just chasing the streams
You got money now
Tell me how do you feel
Book a show
Stack your dough
Do that shit again
And repeat
You don't know whose real
Everyone bow down to your feet
You are going insane
When you feel empty
You make it rain

Got a big clock
Got a big watch
Got that money
It won't ever stop
Drink that scotch
Take them shots
No, the tears they won't ever stop
Pop a few rocks
Knock off your socks
Drown your emotions
Just follow the motion
Fuck it all up
Got drip like the ocean
But no you can't swim
No, you ain't floating
Maybe that's why you drowning
Maybe that's why they act like you
Sub-human
Maybe that's why they hating
But you got money though
Just stack that dough
It don't matter anyways
Nothing can get in your way
Can't keep friends you switching up
Cause your ego big as fuck
Look me in eyes and tell me it was worth it
Losing your goddamn spirit
Look at you, you're pathetic
No love so you replace it with a Patek
Nobody to count on, you're lost
No love so you replace it with lust

We all want them racks we wanna spend it all up
They tryna shoot me down but I'm in for the top
Why you hating on me I'm just chasing my dreams
Slave to the money you just chasing the streams
You got money now
Tell me how do you feel
Book a show
Stack your dough
Do that shit again
And repeat
You don't know whose real
Everyone bow down to your feet
You are going insane
When you feel empty
You make it rain

You are going insane
When you feel empty
You make it rain



Credits
Writer(s): Célestin Denis
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