Money Lyrics - Singles - Cb Milton

This money I made up when I was ten 

Now I'm singing it once more again 

It's something pure and innocent 

I wanna go back in time 

When all that mattered was 

The music I made 

And if you want to survive 

In this jungle that we're in 

You better tell the truth 

At least to yourself 

Whatever it is that you do 

It will come right back to you 

So don't you dare to put your 

Conscience on the shelf 

Now it's all about money 

All about cash and getting paid 

I don't wanna go on this way 

Now it's all about money 

All about sex, and getting laid 

It doesn't matter what you say 

There's so many people out there 

Thinkin' only of cash 

Makin' music they really despise 

And I can never say 

I haven't done it myself 

But it's time to get away 

From those lies