Say you're the best at making money And money rules the world Your freedom is one thing But to be is something else I think it's kind of funny That people die to kill For the sun only shining Over a mansion on the hill VVS don't shine like a sunset Stocks don't fall like the snow Private jets don't fly like a shooting star Honey, if you could feel the wind blow When the chandelier shines in the evening It couldn't compare to your smile, it don't Money ain't the sweetest when you're bleeding Sugar free walking down the aisle Now we could do without the Plastic surgery Clout infused with greed Death is guaranteed Less we forget As the end knocks at your Mansion on a hill Coming at your will Looking at your bill Any last regrets Say you're the best at making money And money rules the world Your freedom is one thing But to be is something else I think it's kind of funny That people die to kill For the sun only shining Over a mansion on the hill It kinda gets so bad It kinda gets so bad On your mansion on a hill On your mansion on a hill What are you even living life for