Money Talks

\[Intro – pitched-up soul sample\]

Oh, they say the world is yours... Well, I guess I'm here to take it. Had to build it from the floor, Now there's nothing left to break it.

\[Verse 1\]

I came up with a dollar and a pocket full of dreams, Now I'm dining with the dealers and the models on the scene. Funny how they love the picture, never ask what happens between, Used to shop inside the bargain bins, now everything is clean.

I got a tailor on the phone, got a lawyer on retainer, Got a house up in the hills with a view of my behaviour. The money made me different, or exposed what I concealed, Put a diamond on the surface, left a fracture underneath the steel.

\[Chorus – soulful sample\]

Money talks, money talks, But it never tells the truth. Everybody wants the crown, Till it's heavy on the roof.

Oh, what a life, what a life, All these diamonds shining bright. You can have the world tonight, But you can't buy back the time.

\[Verse 2\]

I met a businessman in Milan with a counterfeit tan, Had a five-year master plan that he couldn't understand. Had a hundred-dollar handshake and a thousand-dollar scam, Said he wanted to be a legend, I said, "First become a man."

And the city's getting colder, while the rent is getting higher, Politicians selling hope like a second-hand supplier. Got the children drawing futures with a broken piece of wire, While the wealthy build a kingdom and the poor are building fires.

\[Bridge – strings and choir\]

If I lose it all tomorrow, Will you share a little sorrow? Will you call me when I'm falling? Will you answer when I'm calling?

\[Verse 3\]

I used to take the bus, now the driver takes the wheel, Used to wonder what success was, now I'm wondering what's real. Got a contract full of numbers, but the numbers never heal, I'm a walking contradiction in a tailored double-breast.

Got champagne for the critics, caviar for the cynics, Everybody's so authentic till the opportunity's specific. I'm still the same kid dreaming, with ambitions getting bigger, Just the dream became expensive, and the price became a killer.

\[Final Chorus\]

Money talks, money talks, But it never tells the truth. Everybody wants the crown, Till it's heavy on the roof.

Oh, what a life, what a life, All these diamonds shining bright. You can have the world tonight, But you can't buy back the time.

\[Outro – fading sample\]

You can't buy back the time... No, you can't buy back the time...