MONEY

MONEY A new young money runs this town In new flashy cars latest in town Owns mansions at every nook and cranny And all the floozies throw at his feet People worship all my goldmines I see them falling over themselves With the shrewd look they wore Hovering at the sight of dollar rolls Thats how rule them all With language they understand I look money and smell money I see the young and old folks The thugs robbers and kidnappers Frolicking around me for my money Nobody plays the good guy here Money has change the narrative Back to the time I rot in poverty Times when my words hurt the ears Saw all that I was suppose to see Friends scurrying at my sight I'd sent all running my girlfriends When my topic was up for discussion As the can of worms in town I began to cultivate on my money farm Treading both the good and bad grounds Trying to move to the higher grounds And transform from rags to riches Afford everything so far new money goes New money new rituals Reputation precedes you Swimming with the big names Like last heir to Mansa Musa dynasty Money subdue savvy taste of hunger At the cost of cut throat and bloody sacrifices Its luscious sight sends the hearts racing Here's a thing with money We lied for money We love for money We kill for money We die for money But who can say He does not need it Who Money talk I'm nothing but a bunch of papers I'm dirty and also I'm good You can find me When you search me Have me when you want me Where clear intention And clean efforts pay off ©NATURE BOY