Money Lyrics

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Got a jet black soul with a jet black card
Say you love the planet 'cause you drive a Tesla
Oh you don't have a clue
Your friends talk trash the second you turn your back
Word on the street is that you bought a fake bag
Boohoo, I feel so bad for you
Wrong it feels so f*cking wrong
Caring about materials
I've fallen victim now, I'm ill
You're so mean until you see all the green Daddy's little girl until he takes away your money
You're so fake just like that belt on your waist

Money, money, money, money
The irony the people sleeping on the streets of Beverly
In Hollywood, the slimy eat and keep secrets in their bellies
Drive around your new Audi so the less fortunate can see
Everybody wants a piece of me but they can keep their money

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