Lyrics
I know that money ain't a thing, 'cause I got it for sure
And I'ma do my thing, ain't no stoppin' my flow
Wake up, tryna get it in the morning
Gotta keep my focus on grindin', 'cause I'ma city boy, oh
I'm never gonna change for nobody (hell, no)
Never gotta explain to nobody (y'all know)
Always tryna live life how I want it (Precha)
Gotta keep on grindin', 'til I be on top of 100 million
Yeah, broke boy from the country
I hopped a greyhound to St. Lou in the snow
Drove that reefer coast to coast
Made enough dough to dig myself out of that hole
That comfort zones are killer, bro
Don't let it debilitate ya, it'll get you, baby
Gotta grow, and develop, and get innovative
Can't be layin' around all day, smokin' dope
And hopin' someone will save ya
If you lazy, face it, then you ain't gonna make it
You gotta shake it (tell 'em)
And learn from mistakes others made instead of hatin'
Escape the matrix, don't be timid and inundated
On a ventilator, wishing to go back in time
Your mind penetrated by the media feedin' ya sin of Satan
Need to renovate it
You listenin' anyway, but
You wanted change, so, make a plan and be on it
Don't be so lame and hate on everything I'm showin'
I wanna go to a place where I can soar
So, worry about you, I just want more
That money ain't a thing, 'cause I got it for sure
And I'ma do my thing, ain't no stoppin' my flow
Wake up, tryna get it in the morning
Gotta keep my focus on grindin', 'cause I'ma city boy, oh
I'm never gonna change for nobody (hell, no)
Never gotta explain to nobody (y'all know)
Always tryna live life how I want it
Gotta keep on grindin', 'til I be on top of 100 million
100 million dollars rrrr
That's the money counter on the counter
Got a new accountant, tryin' to move a mountain
'Cause the IRS is tryin' to cut my fountain off drip
Money over everythin', haters get the middle finger
My thoughts stream like a Drizzy feature
My dreams big as a Balenci sneaker
Ain't nobody stoppin' this ominous dominance
I'ma just hop in this chocolate drop
And it's sittin' on the 24s like the year that we in
Pull up on a block and it's obvious
I been on my grind heavy
I got to buy everything that I've been wishin' for
Gotta get my mind ready
Just put five Chevys on my vision board, Crooked
You wanted change, so, make a plan and be on it
Don't be so lame and hate on everything I'm showin'
I wanna go to a place where I can soar
So, worry about you, I just want more
That money ain't a thing, 'cause I got it for sure
And I'ma do my thing, ain't no stoppin' my flow
Wake up, tryna get it in the morning
Gotta keep my focus on grindin', 'cause I'ma city boy, oh
I'm never gonna change for nobody (hell, no)
Never gotta explain to nobody (y'all know)
Always tryna live life how I want it
Gotta keep on grindin', 'til I be on top of 100 million
You wanted change, so, make a plan and be on it
Don't be so lame and hate on everything I'm showin'
I wanna go to a place where I can soar
So, worry about you, I just want more
Writer(s): David Mcnally
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