[Intro]
La-di-da-di-da-da, la-da
La-di-da-di-da-da, la-da
La-di-da-di-da-da, la-da
La-di-da-di-da-da
Said more money, more problems
But less money, more worries
Said more money, more problems
But less money, more worries

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
I try to work hard and don’t die, if I don’t work then I’ll die
Cause I need a piece of the pie to give me peace on my mind
At least some Gs then I’m fine, man I need to get by
It’s all worth it when I’m with my friends, knees to the sky
But uh, I’ve been running kinda short lately
But it’s fine, girl I’ll nevеr ask for yours baby
And uh, to be honest this rapping is all I’m good at
But when it’s out for free, you ain’t thinking bout thе cheese
I ain’t thinking bout me, Year 12 I’m bout to leave
As I get closer, the less success is a sound belief
Writing bars, bouncing beats, I can count at least
But rather be counting green and being proud of me
Got kicked from my last job for reason
I’m scared to try again, attitude’s below freezing
Money is the root of all evil and I believed it
Until I realised that greed is so I tell em
[Chorus]
More money, more problems
But less money, more worries
Said more money, more problems
But less money, more worries
I said we’re all dollar bills hanging off the money tree
Dollar dollar bills on the money tree
Said more money, more problems
But less money, more worries

[Verse 2]
Man
And this the type of thing people getting killed over
Fill the quota, but as a result feel lower
A skilled bro-ther, but can’t reach the hill over
All because he wasn’t smart enough for a diploma
The numbers tell him his worth, low self esteem
Wishing for help but you can’t get help for free
So he goes out and tries his best for some pay
Doing eight hours a day but for minimum wage
Barely buys her girl food, let’s call her Ms Lurlina
Living in the Aus but was born in North Carolina
Slim waist, girl as bad as can be
Got the Scarface Mentality but chose to go out in the street
Putting things in her mouth for a fee
Men came in and out, no doubt for the C.R.E.A.M
Doing what she thinks she has to, no symbol of hope
But said she’d rather be a slut than be broke
Kinda tripping me out cause I see it as so low
Thinking bout her man, makes me kinda glad that I’m solo
These man made things makes them act so strange
And worst part is I can’t even be mad cause I act the same
So I’m sitting here strained, just racking my brain
Want the bank, no platinum plaques or a chain
I hear celebrities scream "Money ain’t a thang"
Easy for you to claim, but we’re down here saying
[Chorus]
More money, more problems
But less money, more worries
Said more money, more problems
But less money, more worries
I said we’re all dollar bills hanging off the money tree
Dollar dollar bills on the money tree
Said more money, more problems
But less money, more worries

[Outro]
Harmonising