[Intro]
The paper don’t follow you past the dirt...
It stays behind while you rot in your worth...
[Hook]
Fuck money, you can’t take it with you
It rots in the vault while your name turns to dew
Fuck money, it don’t soften the tomb
Just heavier chains for a colder room
Fuck money, count it till your fingers turn blue
Still end up nameless when the dirt covers you
Fuck money, it was never built to last
You die with the numbers, they don’t die with your ass
[Verse 1]
I watched it stack like bodies in a silent parade
Every bill another nail in the bed that I made
Green turning black in the palm of my hand
While the voice in my chest kept forgetting how to stand
Inheritance waiting like a vulture with good posture
Ready to split what I sold my spine for
I traded quiet nights for the sound of machines
Now the silence feels louder than any of my dreams
They measure a man by the weight that he pulls
But the scale don’t care when your body goes cold
I built towers of numbers just to watch them ignore me
Now I’m bargaining with ghosts for a little bit of glory
The safe in the wall hums louder than my thoughts
But it won’t speak my name when the curtain gets drawn
[Hook]
Fuck money, you can’t take it with you
It rots in the vault while your name turns to dew
Fuck money, it don’t soften the tomb
Just heavier chains for a colder room
Fuck money, count it till your fingers turn blue
Still end up nameless when the dirt covers you
Fuck money, it was never built to last
You die with the numbers, they don’t die with your ass
[Verse 2]
I saw old men gripping ledgers like they were still breathing
Fingers stained green from the lies they were keeping
They swore it would save them, swore it would keep them warm
Now they’re underground arguing over who gets the storm
I learned early that the numbers don’t love you back
They just sit there and watch while your insides go black
Every zero I added was a piece of me missing
Now I’m full of empty spaces and expensive decisions
The house got bigger while the rooms got more hollow
Echoes of laughter that I never got to swallow
I kept feeding the machine just to hear it say “more”
While the part of me that mattered slowly walked out the door
So fuck it — let the numbers keep the bed when I’m gone
I’d rather leave light than a vault full of stone
[Bridge]
It don’t follow you down...
It don’t soften the ground...
It just stays up here...
While you sink without sound...
[Hook]
Fuck money, you can’t take it with you
It rots in the vault while your name turns to dew
Fuck money, it don’t soften the tomb
Just heavier chains for a colder room
Fuck money, count it till your fingers turn blue
Still end up nameless when the dirt covers you
Fuck money, it was never built to last
You die with the numbers, they don’t die with your ass
[Outro]
The paper don’t follow you past the dirt...
It stays behind while you rot in your worth...
Fuck money...