歌詞

I want money, hungry tummy, coming from the bottom where it’s ugly

No luck, no trust, cold nights on a slow bus, feeling rusty

Street lights, cheap nights, deep fights with my own mind

Dreams bright, but the scene’s tight, gotta grind just to unwind

Empty pockets, heavy logic, every second getting toxic

City shining, people lying, fake diamonds in their optics

Late nights, stage lights, rage fights with my own fate

Same pain, same rain, same lane that I won’t break

I want money, money, money — never funny when you broke

No bread, no bed, cold sweat every word I spoke

I want money, money, money — stacking stacks till it’s sunny

From the mud to the throne, yeah I’m chasing that money

Rich boys, big toys, silver spoons making big noise

But they never felt hunger, never had to destroy

Their pride just to rise from the gutter and survive

Different lives, different skies, different ways just to strive

You wouldn’t get the feeling, living ceilings looking down

From the bottom of the city where the kings never crown

Every scar is a bar, every bruise is a rhythm

Every loss is a lesson, every prison I’ve risen

I want money, money, money — never funny when you broke

No bread, no bed, cold sweat every word I spoke

I want money, money, money — stacking stacks till it’s sunny

From the mud to the throne, yeah I’m chasing that money

Yeah…

From nothing to something

Still running for that money