John Reuben Make Money Money Lyrics

Make Money Money lyrics

(Make money money make money money)
(Save money money save money money)

Left high school at sixteen
Pick an identity
Entrepreneurial dreams
Find yourself a strategy
Next saturday the class of 97' is graduating
In a couple of years I'll grab a G.E.D.
As for now we'll just make ends meet
Put our art in the place
Where it's forced to succeed
The place where your hobbies and the real world meet
Forty minute walks to work to bus tables full time
With a pair of headphones on to block out traffic going by
Forty back to make music all night
With a pair of headphones on to block out my life
Open mic nights
Let the spit fly
A hundred hands reaching for the chance to try
And maybe I grew up a bit too quick
It can't be all about the music admit it

So if you make money money make money money money
(Make money money make money money money)
You better save money money save money money money
(Save money money save money money money)
It goes fast (goes fast)
No cash (no cash)

We used to shop discount racks for brand name specials
Mix and match designer scraps to look presentable
Hated on those who appeared more successful
Sloppy and broke became the look because it was affordable
Before it was fashionable
Now kids pay good money to look poor
And get charged for the extra work
Of perfectly placed character
Isn't that some irony
Expensively indie

Make money money make money money money
(Make money money make money money money)
You better save money money save money money money
(Save money money save money money money)
It goes fast (goes fast)
No cash

I was told security with a cushion just in case
How can I plan for the future if I can't afford today
Rap's a game that mostly amateurs play
And there are very few professionals that are getting paid
Go on there, indie rappers and find your shtick
Throw it up against the wall and pray that it sticks
We used to say no gimmicks but everybody's got one
No gimmicks? Mine is that I've got none
Lost the truth, marketing honesty
The rap game is a sport of psychology
Underdogs go where they find opportunity
While spoiled children romanticize poverty

So if you make money money make money money money
(Make money money make money money money)
You better save money money save money money money
(Save money money save money money money)
It goes fast (goes fast)
No cash (no cash)
Better make it last (better make it last)
Better make it last (better make it last)

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