Lyrics

Chorus: (Z.Settle) Money's on my mind Money's on my mind The money got me going crazy The money got me going crazy X2 Verse one: (Z.Settle) I don't wanna be the guy that's got kids and a family he can't support I don't wanna be the guy stealing Christmas presents off of other peoples porch I don't wanna be the guy stealing money from his parents cuz he's so poor I don't wanna be the guy who gotta work a 9 to 5 coming home sore I don't wanna be the guy who calls every girl a bitch I don't wanna be the guy who thinks he's special cuz he's rich I don't wanna be the guy who ends up in a ditch I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die, like this Chorus: (Z.Settle) Money's on my mind Money's on my mind The money got me going crazy The money got me going crazy X2 Verse two: (Z.Settle) The money got me contemplating where I steer 20 thousand dollars spent on college for a year I can't tell if I'm paying for an education here Or paying for a way to get rid of all of my fears I do not wanna grow up but I wanna have a life I know that I'll have kids one day and probably a wife I know my futures laid upon gods hands for real But without money it's impossible to not fail The truth *Phone Dialing* Outro: (Answering machine) Hello, no one is available to take your call. Please leave a message after the tone *Beep Sound*