234 678 Allday

[Intro]
Two, three, four, six, seven, eight
Allday, uh-huh

[Chorus]
Two times three times four
Good times, bad times, oh my lord
Six times seven times eight
Good times bad, the time it takes

[Verse 1]
Twenty already, now I’m counting the time
Now that I’m out of my team, still out of my mind
And I’m still down on my grind like Tony Abbott has done
So the only chronic I’m on is 2001
‘Cause I’m trying to make my mummy way more proud of her son
So I’m hustling my own self right out of this slump
Got no pills or powders, it all may be talcum
I’m ‘bout to make a million but first I’ll make a thousand
Put it in my bank and then I’ll hire a great accountant
Let it compound, then get a car to take you out in
Employ a maid and a gardener and a lawyer
And own a mansion with a fountain and a foyer
My parents told us that success is important
Want to swim in the money, never testing the waters
There's no rest for the wicked, no bread for the cautious
Let's get to business, step into my office, let's go