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