Money

Uh, she don't really know what my game is Yeah, all she know is that I'm famous And she saw my face on her cheap TV And next thing you know, she stay with me Well, fuck it, I love it, live it how I want it Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Nut lately, I don't know what you've been thinkin' 'bout You lookin' at me like I'm someone else All our conversations just won't help Can't help you help yourself Look out my window Penthouse on the tenth floor I'm waitin' for my boo But she's not comin' through Where did you go, love? I ain't know it was so rough We got all these problems Well, I got money But I guess it won't solve 'em I run from the fame, runnin' from the game I just wanna lay with you, forget about my pain Runnin' from the face, runnin' from the lames I just wanna fade away and don't wanna know your name You can call me an asshole I don't got no shame Don't mean to be bashful But baby, would you let me in? Lately, I don't know what you've been thinkin' 'bout You lookin' at me like I'm someone else I know conversation just won't help You do you, I'ma do myself Ah, ah, ah Look out my window Penthouse on the tenth floor I'm waitin' for my boo But she's not comin' through Where did you go, love? I ain't know it was so rough We got all these problems Well, I got money But I guess it won't solve 'em --- Money - Landon Cube