Crucified for my over-exposure
Identified by my need to survive
Justified by my limited options
I’m sick inside
We all know what you’re trying to prove here
It’s far below what keeps me alive
It’s all for show, so I’m calling you out now
I’m sick inside
Pardon me for coming clean
Pay me what you owe me, baby
(Give it to me. Pay me what you owe me. Give it to me)
I want money
No more favors
Money
I ain’t just giving this away
I want money, money, money
That and nothing else
So make it rain. I’m just here for redemption
It’s in my veins. I was born to survive
It’s just insane how you think that we’re even
You’re sick inside
Pardon me for coming clean
Pay me what you owe me, baby
(Give it to me. Pay me what you owe me. Give it to me)
I want money
No more favors
Money
I ain’t just giving this away
I want money, money, money
That and nothing else
Rock n roll might save my soul but I wasn’t born into diamonds and gold
No more working for free, now I’m working for me