Omar & The Howlers All About the Money Lyrics
You got your eye on a sparrow, your fingers in a pile,
Not afraid to push and rip into the highs,
You’re sliding off the honey, it’s all about the money.
It’s all about the cash, it not about the heart,
People fall and suffer, you tear the world apart.
And now it’s just not funny, it’s all about the money.
You’re blaming the daddy, how could you be so bold?
Nothing on your conscience, you’re playing with your soul,
You’ve turn into a phone and it’s all about the money.
The root of all evil had working you so long
Now you’ve lost your way, you’re no right from wrong.
Listen up, buddy, you’re all about the money.
Read it in a good book, believe what you saw,
Coming back to you for taking all the dope
And let me tell you something, you’re all about the money.