Tired of not being a millionaire.

My life been empty I’m waiting on a thresh hole

So i can complete the dream of being the best Noel

Every time I think I’m there its the next toll

And I got to pay for something that the next owes

When am I gone wake up in another world

Where am I gone pick up my other girl

My first gone need a best friend in the summer time

And a sister to talk to when the thunder scare her

How come I already know what happens

Transaction process over to rapping

Why I got vivid dreams of making my class sick

Why I’m on auto-private and love relaxing

I aint asking God to give a accident

But replace my memory with my passion

I was posed to be them and them where cash is

But I’m covered with the precious blood of him him and Catholics

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