Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Money Orientated , by - Apathy. Release date: 03.01.2006
Song language: English
Money Orientated |
| And my mentality is money orientated* |
| I’m money orientated, I’m money orientated |
| And my mentality is money orientated |
| I’m money orientated, all my peeps who never made it |
| Is it cash that you’re after after all? |
| Playing roles like an actor at casting calls |
| For my infant, the instant you laugh and crawl |
| To the death, last breath and the casket falls |
| Get money, get paper, get dough, get currency |
| Property, jewellery, stability, security |
| Cause I know you and you know me |
| I’ll front you then you’ll owe me |
| And they probably want a taste of what that life is like |
| And they’d probably stab their mother if the price is right |
| Cause sitting right in front of broke folks counting money |
| Is like eating food in front of somebody hungry |
| Cause this right here got the girls in a frenzy |
| This right here make a whole world envy |
| This right here got my brain fucked up |
| Cause this right here, this this right here |
| And my mentality is money orientated |
| I’m money orientated, I’m money orientated |
| And my mentality is money orientated |
| I’m money orientated, all my peeps who never made it |
| Even if I made more money than the porno biz |
| Had a genius accountant, some sort of wiz |
| I would still be broker than the orphan kid |
| Cause I wear more Jordans than Jordan did |
| And I’m calling overseas when I’m back in Connecticut |
| My cellphone bill looks like the national deficit |
| Cause I know you and you know me |
| I ain’t rocked stunner shades since Kool Mo Dee |
| And the treacherous three, what I’m destined to be |
| Leaving my bank account effed up effortlessly |
| Dark clouds or sunny, beautiful or ugly |
| Everybody stay chasing after that money |
| You ain’t nothing but a slave for the money, you think you a pimp |
| But that Franklin in your pocket is what paid for your honey |
| Can’t sit and wait for your days to get sunny |
| Crime pays tax-free, ain’t nothing funny |
| The boy became a hustler, the girl turned stripper |
| She wanna cop Gucci, he wanna get a blinker |
| Every time I sit down and mash on the clicker |
| I see some new shit that turn me to a gold digger |
| Don’t know what made me materialistic |
| All I know is that I gotta be on some rich shit |
| Shopping at the mall everyday like it’s Christmas |
| I got a slight problem, only money can fix this |