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Deeper Than Money

People want to talk about what makes them happy

What really makes you happy?

Tell me what makes you happy

Makes you happy, makes you sad, makes you glad

Tell me what makes you happy

People say its money, give me the money

All the money (money)If I could live forever and a day

Know I'd never fade away

But my life is not okay, I

I take the bus to my job and one night I got robbed

Life is fucking up my vibe, I

I wish had a lot of money

Had a lot of dough, had a lot of paper you already know

My life would be so much better with cheddar

Only work as hard as I do for vendetta

'Cause my 9th grade teacher said I wouldn't be shit

Wouldn't be nothing

Working that minimum wage and cooking McMuffins

So I'm puffing on this green

Wishing I had more money than I do

Imagine if I had more money than Erykah Badu, ah!

And so I'm all about my business

Is there anyone who witness?

Can a brother get a witness like

Ah—Ooh, Ah—Ooh

Wassup with it come and get it

Tell me now what's on your mind

I ain't talking bout that shit you post up on your timeline

Speak to me in real time, open up and redefine

Open up a motherfucking book for once and read a line

Somebody tell me now what done happen to society

My happiness is gone and it took with it my sobriety

They say that money cannot make you happy

Do not lie to me, whoever said that shit was never broke

And wouldn't try to be, who is you to try with me?

Why you trying me?

Like ahhNow I'mma tell 'em what makes me happy

This what makes me happy, right here

Like thisJump up on that MPC, like a boss MVP

Cook up shit that make other producers wanna envy me

Master it then set it free, turn it into MP3s

Spin that shit up in Serato, I can feel the energyThis shit is deeper than money

Deeper than money

Deeper than money

Deeper, deeper than money

This shit is deeper than money

Deeper than money

Deeper than money

You know its deeper, deeper honey

This shit is deeper than money

Deeper than your money

My money, they money, everybody money

Said, this shit is deeper than money

Deeper than money

Deeper than money

It's deeper than moneyI don't do this shit for nothing but myself

I don't do this shit for nothing but myself

I don't do this shit for nothing but myself

I don't do this shit for nothing but myself

Think I need to focus more on my healthI do, I do

This the shit that I love

This the shit that I love

Comes straight from above

Off the top off the dome

Gotta get it, go home

Hella late, feeling good, got a lot on my plate

What the fuck is on my mind?

I just, I just want to rhyme

This the type of shit I got to do

Oh my God, what's the time?

Can you feel it right now?

Can you feel the whole style?

It's the type of shit, I gotta get it, gotta get it

I've been vibing out here in Malibu

Would you come through?

Tell me motherfucker truly what it do?

L-O-G-I-C, this is who I be

L.A. where I'm at, M.D. what I be

All that, all that

God, I can feel it, I can feel it

I'm a fly on the wall feeling ten feet tall

Right now this the type of shit, this the style

This the motherfucking style

And so I tell emThis shit is deeper than money

Deeper than money

Deeper than money

Deeper, deeper than money

This shit is deeper than money

Deeper than money

Deeper than money

You know its deeper, deeper honey

This shit is deeper than money

Deeper than your money

My money, they money, everybody money

Said, this shit is deeper than money

Deeper than money

Deeper than money

It's deeper than money

Songwriters

ROBERT BRYSON HALL IIPublished by

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