F*ck all the money

Well I crashed my fancy car
I saved my old guitar
Hoping that it
Make you smile in the morning

Everybody's looking for something
But I don't want nothing
But you
Fuck all the money

But I used to be a honey bee
Sittin' in the shade of the Moneytree
Now I'm Yung Clay Di Salvio please to meet ya
Nothing is what it seems, oh best believe me
We climbed up to the roof
One pill red the other blue
Deux c'est mieux pour rester fou
Smooth criminal count your hundreds

Everybody's looking for something
But I don't want nothing
But you

Walk home
Sitting on the kitchen floor
Pretending we we're British
All our friends got kids
But we we're busy fucking naming our sailboat

Do-that-that-do-do-do-that-that
Well I drove into the sunset
You watched me crash
Talk to me now I'm sober
Left the old me in Lisbon
Don't push me cuz I'm close to the edge
Didn't want to drown without anyone around
If I learnt one thing from Mac

I fall in love too easily it's true
There ain't nothing new under the sun

Everybody's looking for someone
Say
Everybody's looking for something
Everybody's looking for something
But I don't want nothing
But you
Fuck all the money

Fuck the money
Fuck the money yeah
Fuck the money yeah
Fuck the money yeah

Fuck the money
Fuck the money yeah
Fuck the money yeah
Fuck the money yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Desilets Emile, Mlakar Michael Christopher, Boisseau Pascal, Kazi Aoual Adel, Langlois Legare Clement
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