[Verse 1]
Money in my face/
Money in my pockets/
I don't want the cash/
But I can't really stop it/
Bank account flip flopping/
Tip coffins/
Bunch of dead people/
Falling out of a dead person's valentino
What's this paper really mean though?
Put in the labor I'm just hoping for a c note/
Open up casinos, trick em out they money/
They willing to pay to play rummy/
How lucky/
[Hook]
C-a/
S-h/
Spawning complications and hate/
C-a/
S-h/
Only way I can afford to create/
C-a/
S-h/
Whats it mean at the end of the day?/
[Verse 2]
That's a tough one/
You can't buy happiness/
Or love/
But money and a lack thereof/
Will leave you searching for grub/
Yup, hungry, starving, in need of that money/
In a world where nothing is free/
The mugs on this mullah is startin' to look ugly/
And what about debt/
Credit cards/
Identity theft/
Need a car/
In order to get to a job/
Need a job/
In order to even get a car/
Need a job/
‘fore you can even get a job/
Bizarre right?/
Way to make my head throb/
Just wanna stop, close up shop/
Never work again/
Spend time with friends/
Sharing denial/
Not caring about this endless cycle/
Money, vital for survival/
Now made out to be an idol/
Got Washington, Jefferson/
Lincoln, and Hamilton/
Jackson, Grant, and Benjamin Franklin/
If you really bankin'/
Nongenuine gentleman only looking to benefit/
You have to admit, it was quite evident/
That your sentiment for cents was so counterfeit/
Let's get rid of it/
Amounts in accounts/
And checks that bounce/
Its time you stand up for yourself and announce/
You won't pay a dime, no, not at this rate/
[Hook]
C-a/
S-h/
Spawning complications and hate/
C-a/
S-h/
Only way I can afford to create/
C-a/
S-h/
Whats it mean at the end of the day?/
[Outro]
C-a/
S-h/
C-a/
S-h/
C-a/
S-h/
Don't mean nothing at the end of the day/