🎵🎵🎵 Money

(Verse 1)
Sunrise creeping through the blinds
Another day, the daily grind
Got bills to pay, a dream to chase
This hungry heart, this hurried pace
I want the green, the folding kind
But something deeper's on my mind


(Chorus)
I want money, that's the honest truth
Not gonna lie, escaping from my youth
But I don't love it, no, it's not my king
Just a tool, a chance to spread my wing
I need money, yes, I need it bad
But I won't sell my soul, I won't be sad
Just to get it, lying in the dust
Integrity's a treasure, I can trust


(Verse 2)
The whispers tempt, the easy way
Cut corners sharp, where shadows play
They promise riches, instant gain
But leave you hollow, filled with pain
I'd rather struggle, honest and true
Than compromise the person I should be, for you


(Chorus)
I want money, that's the honest truth
Not gonna lie, escaping from my youth
But I don't love it, no, it's not my king
Just a tool, a chance to spread my wing
I need money, yes, I need it bad
But I won't sell my soul, I won't be sad
Just to get it, lying in the dust
Integrity's a treasure, I can trust


(Bridge)
I'd love a mansion, a fancy car
A life of ease, however far
But laughter shared, a helping hand
A peaceful heart, a promised land
These things are richer, deeper still
A wealth that money cannot fill


(Chorus)
I want money, that's the honest truth
Not gonna lie, escaping from my youth
But I don't love it, no, it's not my king
Just a tool, a chance to spread my wing
I need money, yes, I need it bad
But I won't sell my soul, I won't be sad
Just to get it, lying in the dust
Integrity's a treasure, I can trust


(Outro)
So I'll keep striving, working hard
Leaving my mark, playing my card
Money's a want, a need, a goal
But it's not the keeper of my soul.
No, it's not the keeper of my soul.


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