Napoleon Hill Harry Mack
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[Intro]
"What's the matter with you? Money isn't everything!"
"You think so?"
Yo yo, uh
[Verse 1]
Said every day I envision myself foldin' them bills
Tryna think and grow rich, like Napoleon Hill
Imagining how it feels, copping wheels for my friends
Road of life is like a fancy car the way it bends
So I stay focused, at times it seems hopeless
Eternity of brokeness is something I can't cope with
Ain't nothing funny 'bout having no gas in your tank
But the jokes on y'all, soon I'll be laughing to the bank
I can feel it, all I ever wanted was to kill it
In the field of my dreams, and I know if I build it they gon' come through
I'm tryna get a check, like "one, two"
Dreams of money bundles on the humble hope they come true
Philosophize like Sun Tzu while flipping through these pages
Rise and shine like the sun do, go to war for these wages
This life is sure to test you, like rats up in some cages
We scratchin' for the cheddar trying to navigate these mazes
[Chorus]
Uh, and you know how it goes
One for the money, two for the dough
Three for the paper, fortune to blow
Where do we go from here? I don't know, I don't know, come on
Uh, said you know how it goes
One for the money, two for the dough
Three for the paper, fortune to blow
Where do we go from here? I don't know, I don't know, I don't, know
Yeah, said I don't know, I don't know, I don't, know, uh
"What's the matter with you? Money isn't everything!"
"You think so?"
Yo yo, uh
[Verse 1]
Said every day I envision myself foldin' them bills
Tryna think and grow rich, like Napoleon Hill
Imagining how it feels, copping wheels for my friends
Road of life is like a fancy car the way it bends
So I stay focused, at times it seems hopeless
Eternity of brokeness is something I can't cope with
Ain't nothing funny 'bout having no gas in your tank
But the jokes on y'all, soon I'll be laughing to the bank
I can feel it, all I ever wanted was to kill it
In the field of my dreams, and I know if I build it they gon' come through
I'm tryna get a check, like "one, two"
Dreams of money bundles on the humble hope they come true
Philosophize like Sun Tzu while flipping through these pages
Rise and shine like the sun do, go to war for these wages
This life is sure to test you, like rats up in some cages
We scratchin' for the cheddar trying to navigate these mazes
[Chorus]
Uh, and you know how it goes
One for the money, two for the dough
Three for the paper, fortune to blow
Where do we go from here? I don't know, I don't know, come on
Uh, said you know how it goes
One for the money, two for the dough
Three for the paper, fortune to blow
Where do we go from here? I don't know, I don't know, I don't, know
Yeah, said I don't know, I don't know, I don't, know, uh
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