Counting Money Autumn Trauma

Verse 1:

2014, we were living fast and free

Money, bitches, dick, cash, bands, can't you see?

Living life on the edge, no regrets, just living for the thrill

Rolling in the dough, popping bottles, feeling the thrill

Chorus:

Money talks, bitches walk

We're living life high on the block

Cash in hand, we're taking a stand

Living for the moment, feeling so grand

Verse 2:

Pockets full of green, we were living the dream