MONEY Lyrics English Translation by Sayf
(feat. Artie 5ive, Guè)
1-9
(LS, La Santa)
Mandala, Dibla
Yo, Jiz
Ah, ah
Everything went well, uncle, you can say it loud
Back when we ate little, we ate sometimes
And my stomach twists behind the stage
Like Willie Beamen every damn Sunday
And I wasn’t handsome before, I wasn’t wanted
But this stuff blinds your eyes, it’s like light in the dark
In the July heat while I skill the performance
And the one-night slut is somebody’s princess (LS, La Santa)
My brother is still in heaven, he’s still my brother
You all eat out for dinner and ask each other for euros
Black cat, you broke my heart once again
And I hope you’ll knock on my door, maybe another night
We always did the grocery shopping with pennies
And everyone always ate at our table
Look how much of this anger hides behind a smile
The working class goes to heaven (La Santa)
Money, money, money
What can you buy?
Not time and not love, no, no, no, no, no
Money, money, money
What can you buy?
Not time and not love (5ive), no, no, no, no
From worker to entrepreneur, in a hotel I smoke a cannon
A bad night, I’m spinning among the empty bottles (Damn)
In this city where sometimes the sun doesn’t even rise
How many things I did for love, how many for the lovés
How many things done just for a name
Money, when it’s fake, can buy love, ah (Cash)
They can buy love
And consume it quickly inside a pay-by-the-hour hotel
I pour it on the ground, my bro looks down from above
I leave it off there, leaning on the corner
I leave the money there, thrown on the table
It almost seems I made a deal with the devil
I was raised by the pack
So I’m careful when everyone loves you
Open your arms if you want to be hugged
Wage war on me if you want to be iced, bro
Money, money, money
What can you buy?
Not time and not love, no, no, no, no, no
Money, money, money
What can you buy?
Not time and not love, no, no, no, no, no (G-U-È)
Time puts everyone in their place (Ah-ah)
Where I live even love has a cost (Yeah)
Born to be a subordinate (Uh)
I used to rap in front of the mirror
I said “Guercio” three times and I became this
A life like a movie until the final clap
I saw your new guy, but all he has is money
Puccio the escapee in the mayo, act like a man
I’m replaying in Piazza XXIV Maggio in slow-mo
I don’t appear, but I am, I keep it real
I remember when I was on the wall with Riccardo
I only had one jacket, I’d wear it even in the heat (Damn)
In the plaza they were making deals
I was thinking of ways to make that money, now I’ve made it
I think about how not to end up alone, corrupted thoughts
Now those G’s are broke, they’re locked up, they’re dead (Amen)
I have a hundred Santos Cartier (Ah, ah), I feel like the saint in the neighborhood (Ah, ah)
I have the crinkly paper (Ah, ah), more noise than even crying and prayers, yo
Money, money, money
What can you buy?
Not time and not love, no, no, no, no, no
Money, money, money
What can you buy?
Not time and not love, no, no, no, no, no