Blue Rain - The Cost of Money lyrics

[Hook] You better bring the money, I'mma grab a big bat and I'll hit you in the face This won't stop til I get mine, do it all night all the time [Verse 1 - Explizit Content] Ain't a lie when they say that money's the root of evil Look at all the sh** it's pursuit can lead to It can make you k** for a pocket of dollars By the same dudes coulda been prophets and scholars When does the need for dough, evolve into the greed for dough Making someone bleed for dough, go from selling weed to blow Seems like the whole world's been possessed by it Still, I ain't really been impressed by it Seen all the things people will do to obtain it Told we ain't sh** without it, good people become tainted Your worth is measured by your bank account And you're a nobody if it's a blank amount Some people got billions so why are some starving? The idea they matter's been planted like a garden The less you have the harder it is to find a bargain System designed to push us to the side like a margin [Hook] [Verse 2] Brainwashed since we young that we gotta strive for it Thrive for it, stay alive for it, maybe even die for it Wanna make they pockets fat like they eating mad calories The truth is your salary, it's just a fallacy Cuz it don't matter how big your palace be Gotta find inner peace in order to feel happily Nowadays all that people want is more and more Seems they only interest is buying out the store But that's what happens when you grow up poor Worried about a king size when people sleep on the floor We forget they exist when we close our doors f** y'all with dough if you ain't helped even the score f** y'all for spending gwap on bullsh** wars Democrat, Republican, all y'all do is ignore But trust that ain't gon help y'all in the afterlife If you ain't acting right, so this sh** I have to write [Hook] [Verse 3] Money's used to enslave, life's quest to get paid Work cradle to the grave, for minimum wage Still can't pay the bills, on your knees pray for mills Hoping to get to the top, waiting for the day you will CEOs on vacay, living up their heyday Think of how little they pay, fight each other in a melee We not changing sh**, we just follow the sorrow Instead of working together for a better tomorrow They got vacant buildings but no place for the homeless Doesn't make sense, it's a shame and I know this More than just paper, learn to give to your neighbor For some dollars they'll rape ya, what they want is your labor Just a trade system, that's what it 'posed to been Now make you cut the throat even to your closest kin Not worth it to me, it's one thing I won't do It's aight to own money, never let money own you