Money - Everyone You Know

That’s the thing, you don’t get into this-

You don’t do this for the money

But, when it becomes your job, you do need money to survive

D’you know what I’m saying?

So, I don’t care about fucking having a flash car and a big fucking fat house,

and all that I’m not about that

I don’t care about having loads of jewellery on and all that bollocks,

I’m not about that

But I do need to keep a fucking roof over my head and food in my daughter’s and

girlfriend’s stomach

See you know what I mean?

So that’s why I’m asking-

Where the fuck’s my money?

It’s the return of a cunt

Mother, we don’t wanna hear this from my son

Stand up, we don’t ever sip when we’re drunk in the party

So here’s getting hitched from the blunt

But I got that um G

Usually, life’s so lovely

Usually, life’s so lovely

But my rent’s due and my little girl is on result

I’ma do sut’ing I’ll regret

Half the get past by taking, I’ll forget this

Swin half a mil' when a diamond necklace

But I took that chain and my bastard’s necklace

Fucking, I told 'em I were bluffing

Never been hard, never been about nothing

Why I got master feet

Are you fucking deaf?

I don’t know what to do

My bank account is empty and my rent is due

My little girl is hungry and I’m feeling the glue

That’s why I’m askin' (where the fuck’s my money?)

I don’t know what to say

Today’s the day my bills should be paid

I won’t be no charity case

That’s why I’m asking

Where the fuck’s my-

Where the fuck

Don’t bang me up

I say you’re gonna make a young man lose his temper

I don’t give a fuck who your friends are

This one, here’s one they all remember, but

Yeah, I’m fine bruv

Usually, life’s alright but

Usually, life’s alright but

Some cunts owes me money

And I ain’t gonna stop 'til they paid it

Didn’t wanna say shit

Don’t explain this

Nah mate, I don’t wanna do no favours

Couldn’t care less 'bout how big my chain is

Fuck it

I don’t give my word bluffing

Never been hard, never been about fucking nothing

'Ey, what more can I say?

I don’t know what to do

My bank account is empty and my rent is due

My little girl is hungry and I’m feeling the glue

That’s why I’m askin' (where the fuck’s my money?)

I don’t know what to say

Today’s the day my bills should be paid

But I won’t be no charity case

That’s why I’m asking

No fuck that

I ain’t even asking no more

I ain’t even asking no more

I’ll just fucking tell you

Is this a game to you, 'ey?

This ain’t a fucking game to me, this is life

Funny bastards

You see that?

Look what you made us do

Look what you made us do

Fuck 'em