Jasmine Cain - Money

Crucified for my over-exposure
Identified by my need to survive
Justified by my limited options
I'm sick inside

We all know what you're trying to prove here
It's far below what keeps me alive
It's all for show, so I'm calling you out now
I'm sick inside

Pardon me for coming clean
Pay me what you owe me, baby
(Give it to me. Pay me what you owe me. Give it to me)

I want money
No more favors
Money
I ain't just giving this away
I want money, money, money
That and nothing else

So make it rain. I'm just here for redemption
It's in my veins. I was born to thrive
It's just insane how you think that we're even
You're sick inside

Pardon me for coming clean
Pay me what you owe me, baby
(Give it to me. Pay me what you owe me. Give it to me)

I want money
No more favors
Money
I ain't just giving this away
I want money, money, money
That and nothing else

Rock n roll might save my soul 'cause I wasn't born into diamonds and gold
No more working for free, now I'm working for me
Now I'm working for me, No more working for free

I want money
No more favors
Money
I ain't just giving this away
I want money, money, money

I want money
No more favors
Money
I ain't just giving this away
I want money, money, money
Pay me what you owe me, baby
I want money, money, money
That and nothing else

Written by:
Dan Sherman, Michael Jeffrey Clark

Publisher:
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