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Money Over Anything
I need money and I need it now!
rings a melody all night long
Money makes the world go round
and the world keeps sings this same damn song
Up the ladder just a bit
Thats all I need to get chips and dip
I LOVE MY JOB, just doesn't pay enough
I really do but I guess I ain't taxed enough
A little here, a little there
I'm starving here
I second guess those healthy meals
for the cheapy deals but is it worth still?
Barely making teacher wages
I thought I made it
until gentrification
Upgraded, cheaply made it
Up the price now its luxury stated
I want comfort
but is it worth my comfort zone?
Gears grind about a house
I don't even own
Second job is the answer
side hustle is alway an option
Sacrifice my Childs up bringing for money
How cruel this world is
I love my after work routine with my baby
School jibber, homework, dinner, book, bedtime
These moments are precious its not right to miss
for money
and lord forbid you ask for a personal schedule
their way or the highway
This world makes you choose family or money
So you choose a hustle
I have no hustle
I have no dream or passion I can taste on tip of my tongue
I'v thought hard
Those that have a gift make money off their gifts
Me on the other hand
that dream was kilt long ago
From a torn ACL, achilles rupture, and shoulder tendon tears
I'm a bad case of sit your ass down
I've danced all my life
and nothing feels that hole
My doctor laughed when he said stick to yoga
I cried inside
I shouldn't have to cry about money
I work,
This is my reality
work or die
die of work
Money make the world go round regardless
Risk it all or just get by
its your call
Passion and bliss with all the right fix
It would be hard miss if I dreamed of this
I need money and I need it now
I won't stop singing this till I find away
This melody penetrates
So I get up for what I barely make until
I catch a break
rings a melody all night long
Money makes the world go round
and the world keeps sings this same damn song
Up the ladder just a bit
Thats all I need to get chips and dip
I LOVE MY JOB, just doesn't pay enough
I really do but I guess I ain't taxed enough
A little here, a little there
I'm starving here
I second guess those healthy meals
for the cheapy deals but is it worth still?
Barely making teacher wages
I thought I made it
until gentrification
Upgraded, cheaply made it
Up the price now its luxury stated
I want comfort
but is it worth my comfort zone?
Gears grind about a house
I don't even own
Second job is the answer
side hustle is alway an option
Sacrifice my Childs up bringing for money
How cruel this world is
I love my after work routine with my baby
School jibber, homework, dinner, book, bedtime
These moments are precious its not right to miss
for money
and lord forbid you ask for a personal schedule
their way or the highway
This world makes you choose family or money
So you choose a hustle
I have no hustle
I have no dream or passion I can taste on tip of my tongue
I'v thought hard
Those that have a gift make money off their gifts
Me on the other hand
that dream was kilt long ago
From a torn ACL, achilles rupture, and shoulder tendon tears
I'm a bad case of sit your ass down
I've danced all my life
and nothing feels that hole
My doctor laughed when he said stick to yoga
I cried inside
I shouldn't have to cry about money
I work,
This is my reality
work or die
die of work
Money make the world go round regardless
Risk it all or just get by
its your call
Passion and bliss with all the right fix
It would be hard miss if I dreamed of this
I need money and I need it now
I won't stop singing this till I find away
This melody penetrates
So I get up for what I barely make until
I catch a break
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