[Intro]
Man, my goddamn boss won't get off my back
All up in my earwax
And I'm sitting there like "Bitch, you don't know"
Bitch, you don't know
And then I get mad and wanna pack my shit
Tell 'em that I quit with my middle finger up, saying "You don't know"
Bitch, you don't know
[Chorus]
'Cause my tank's on E and my bills ain't paid
My toast still burnt, but that's still okay
'Cause one day I'll be a millionaire
One day I'll be a millionaire
My rent's still due and my shirt still stank
The list goes on, I could go all day
But one day I'll be a millionaire (Okay, umm...)
One day I'll be a millionaire
[Verse 1]
Man, I had a dream
Envision the life that like
Putting my pride aside
And ditchin' this 9-5
'Cause I'm sick of hearing the same voice in my head saying "Life sucks, so make better choices instead"
Well, you can't tell me [?] is a wise one
I'd rather be on tour, not on my way to be iconic
'Cause, man, I'd rather be air raised
Then hear another word from my boss
So life's giving me headaches, saying "Clean this place, damn it!"
But sir!
No buts, damn it!
Or you get the sack by tomorrow, understand it?
That's when I wish I only spoke Italian or Spanish
Man, I could really use the language barrier to my advantage
I'd be like "Me no speak English, what the hell did you say?"
Some patriotic shit, you get a clap for it
But when I quit, then just don't ask me shit
But why?
Man, my goddamn boss won't get off my back
All up in my earwax
And I'm sitting there like "Bitch, you don't know"
Bitch, you don't know
And then I get mad and wanna pack my shit
Tell 'em that I quit with my middle finger up, saying "You don't know"
Bitch, you don't know
[Chorus]
'Cause my tank's on E and my bills ain't paid
My toast still burnt, but that's still okay
'Cause one day I'll be a millionaire
One day I'll be a millionaire
My rent's still due and my shirt still stank
The list goes on, I could go all day
But one day I'll be a millionaire (Okay, umm...)
One day I'll be a millionaire
[Verse 1]
Man, I had a dream
Envision the life that like
Putting my pride aside
And ditchin' this 9-5
'Cause I'm sick of hearing the same voice in my head saying "Life sucks, so make better choices instead"
Well, you can't tell me [?] is a wise one
I'd rather be on tour, not on my way to be iconic
'Cause, man, I'd rather be air raised
Then hear another word from my boss
So life's giving me headaches, saying "Clean this place, damn it!"
But sir!
No buts, damn it!
Or you get the sack by tomorrow, understand it?
That's when I wish I only spoke Italian or Spanish
Man, I could really use the language barrier to my advantage
I'd be like "Me no speak English, what the hell did you say?"
Some patriotic shit, you get a clap for it
But when I quit, then just don't ask me shit
But why?
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