[Atherton:]
No don't hold on
Let's do this, ATM
Mother was right, dollars burn holes up in my wallet
Burnt residue left from revenue in loose pockets
Foolish products acquired, spending habits so ridiculous
Promiscuous, financial affairs with the frivolous
Sickness it's demonic when the debit card's clutched
Pin pad purchase of the parallel rush
Talk about lust, crushed, lump sums are runnin me
Walk with a crutch that was made from a money tree
Crumblin sheets received after withdrawal
Receipts I don't seek, can't bear to look at it all
I took to the call, the sweet voice of credit unions
University fresh meat, a first year student
So useless, no prudence, I gladly agreed
Love don't cost a thing but happiness doesn't happen for free
Temporary satisfaction got me trapped on the losing end
Me and debt together bouncin checks in perfect unison
[Chorus:]
Yeah, this is crushing funds the fun way
To me ATM's just Another Tough Monday
What'chu want, crushing funds the fun way
To me ATM's just Another Tough Monday
[Atherton:]
Father knows best, yet I'm no longer in the home nest
And though he holds checks, I haven't grown into the process
Money's where my mouth rests, fast food and cigarettes
Got cash due in increments I'm past dudes my little sense/cents
Are rented, friends aid and financial favors
But still can find a minute to pinch pennies out of strangers
Generosity costs me, I accept your thanks holmes
Close relations hold no weight, when you're lookin for bankrolls
Tanks low, it's apparent that my parents are embarassed
Of their heir, or prepared to share shares with their kid
Don't dare, 'til I tell her, when I'm takin it on
Cause I can't help myself like James saving Bond
I'm way beyond in deep, overdraft like Buchowski
Or retire at 25 in subsidized government housing
Slouching into cushion cracks to catch coins in my chest or pube
But dude there's nothing here steer clear find yourself a better dude
[Chorus x2: w/ minor ad libs]
[scratched:]
"Got to do with lots of money and it ain't nuttin nice"
Get your funds up and fall into the system
"Dollars is the mission"
"Got to do with lots of money and it ain't nuttin nice"
Yeah get your funds UP, and fall into that system
"Dollars is the mission"
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[Atherton:]
No don't hold on
Let's do this, ATM
Mother was right, dollars burn holes up in my wallet
Burnt residue left from revenue in loose pockets
Foolish products acquired, spending habits so ridiculous
Promiscuous, financial affairs with the frivolous
Sickness it's demonic when the debit card's clutched
Pin pad purchase of the parallel rush
Talk about lust, crushed, lump sums are runnin me
Walk with a crutch that was made from a money tree
Crumblin sheets received after withdrawal
Receipts I don't seek, can't bear to look at it all
I took to the call, the sweet voice of credit unions
University fresh meat, a first year student
So useless, no prudence, I gladly agreed
Love don't cost a thing but happiness doesn't happen for free
Temporary satisfaction got me trapped on the losing end
Me and debt together bouncin checks in perfect unison
[Chorus:]
Yeah, this is crushing funds the fun way
To me ATM's just Another Tough Monday
What'chu want, crushing funds the fun way
To me ATM's just Another Tough Monday
[Atherton:]
Father knows best, yet I'm no longer in the home nest
And though he holds checks, I haven't grown into the process
Money's where my mouth rests, fast food and cigarettes
Got cash due in increments I'm past dudes my little sense/cents
Are rented, friends aid and financial favors
But still can find a minute to pinch pennies out of strangers
Generosity costs me, I accept your thanks holmes
Close relations hold no weight, when you're lookin for bankrolls
Tanks low, it's apparent that my parents are embarassed
Of their heir, or prepared to share shares with their kid
Don't dare, 'til I tell her, when I'm takin it on
Cause I can't help myself like James saving Bond
I'm way beyond in deep, overdraft like Buchowski
Or retire at 25 in subsidized government housing
Slouching into cushion cracks to catch coins in my chest or pube
But dude there's nothing here steer clear find yourself a better dude
[Chorus x2: w/ minor ad libs]
[scratched:]
"Got to do with lots of money and it ain't nuttin nice"
Get your funds up and fall into the system
"Dollars is the mission"
"Got to do with lots of money and it ain't nuttin nice"
Yeah get your funds UP, and fall into that system
"Dollars is the mission"
No don't hold on
Let's do this, ATM
Mother was right, dollars burn holes up in my wallet
Burnt residue left from revenue in loose pockets
Foolish products acquired, spending habits so ridiculous
Promiscuous, financial affairs with the frivolous
Sickness it's demonic when the debit card's clutched
Pin pad purchase of the parallel rush
Talk about lust, crushed, lump sums are runnin me
Walk with a crutch that was made from a money tree
Crumblin sheets received after withdrawal
Receipts I don't seek, can't bear to look at it all
I took to the call, the sweet voice of credit unions
University fresh meat, a first year student
So useless, no prudence, I gladly agreed
Love don't cost a thing but happiness doesn't happen for free
Temporary satisfaction got me trapped on the losing end
Me and debt together bouncin checks in perfect unison
[Chorus:]
Yeah, this is crushing funds the fun way
To me ATM's just Another Tough Monday
What'chu want, crushing funds the fun way
To me ATM's just Another Tough Monday
[Atherton:]
Father knows best, yet I'm no longer in the home nest
And though he holds checks, I haven't grown into the process
Money's where my mouth rests, fast food and cigarettes
Got cash due in increments I'm past dudes my little sense/cents
Are rented, friends aid and financial favors
But still can find a minute to pinch pennies out of strangers
Generosity costs me, I accept your thanks holmes
Close relations hold no weight, when you're lookin for bankrolls
Tanks low, it's apparent that my parents are embarassed
Of their heir, or prepared to share shares with their kid
Don't dare, 'til I tell her, when I'm takin it on
Cause I can't help myself like James saving Bond
I'm way beyond in deep, overdraft like Buchowski
Or retire at 25 in subsidized government housing
Slouching into cushion cracks to catch coins in my chest or pube
But dude there's nothing here steer clear find yourself a better dude
[Chorus x2: w/ minor ad libs]
[scratched:]
"Got to do with lots of money and it ain't nuttin nice"
Get your funds up and fall into the system
"Dollars is the mission"
"Got to do with lots of money and it ain't nuttin nice"
Yeah get your funds UP, and fall into that system
"Dollars is the mission"