"Millionaire Dreams" lyrics
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Maker to this money, like it's my religion
Illuminati grinding, climbing my position
California Rari with the red stitching
I got a hundred racks hidin in my mama kitchen
I'ma travel round the gloab, on a paper mission
A lot of friends turned foe, getting miscommitioned
I remember when I didn't ave a pot to piss in
That was motivation for me to get on my issue
Now I'm getting money
I'm on the grind all day
Used to hustle 24/7
Now I grind 25/8
I'm getting Pesos with Pedro, and Franks with Frank
Getting chromed up with Chubby, in an offshore bank
Stacking Euros with [?] and Marks with Mark
But no marks, be cairful, it's a whole lot of sharks
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Caught up in the matrix, for a meal ticket
My hustle skills ill, bro, real wikid
I did almost anything you can think to get it
And like Silkk the Shocker, you ain't gotta lie to kick it
I got some [?] down with me, so I'm not tripping
Out in Asia, me and Johnny Dang big pimping
In the motherland, stacking [?]
Where my Africans? Getting bands
I got plans for a worldwide takeover
With the jues and muslams, getting payola
[?]
In Japan, getting stash spots made for a Toiota
My passport got stamps like a county jail
I done told you 'bout the sharks, now I swim with whales
Everything but my soul, gotta [?]
All work never fails
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Maker to this money, like it's my religion
Illuminati grinding, climbing my position
California Rari with the red stitching
I got a hundred racks hidin in my mama kitchen
I'ma travel round the gloab, on a paper mission
A lot of friends turned foe, getting miscommitioned
I remember when I didn't ave a pot to piss in
That was motivation for me to get on my issue
Now I'm getting money
I'm on the grind all day
Used to hustle 24/7
Now I grind 25/8
I'm getting Pesos with Pedro, and Franks with Frank
Getting chromed up with Chubby, in an offshore bank
Stacking Euros with [?] and Marks with Mark
But no marks, be cairful, it's a whole lot of sharks
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Caught up in the matrix, for a meal ticket
My hustle skills ill, bro, real wikid
I did almost anything you can think to get it
And like Silkk the Shocker, you ain't gotta lie to kick it
I got some [?] down with me, so I'm not tripping
Out in Asia, me and Johnny Dang big pimping
In the motherland, stacking [?]
Where my Africans? Getting bands
I got plans for a worldwide takeover
With the jues and muslams, getting payola
[?]
In Japan, getting stash spots made for a Toiota
My passport got stamps like a county jail
I done told you 'bout the sharks, now I swim with whales
Everything but my soul, gotta [?]
All work never fails
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
Pounds, dollars, millionaire dreams
