All I wants a million dollar house
Roll up to the front yard in a fuckin black car
All I wants a million dollar house
Drive up to the front door in a fuckin golf cart
All I gots a million dream
Been thinking bout the money ever since I was a youngin, baby
All I gots a million dollar team
Squad full of hungry mouthafuckas Tryna run it like

Tell me what you really want in life
For real, the shit you been puttin off forever
Man The type of shit you dream up every night
I feel, like I could never settle for whatever
So I'm drivin in a whip that's a few years old
Through a million dollar neighborhood to fill my soul
With potential for the morning to fulfill my goal
To manifest into a dream that'll kill all those
Standing in my way, competition, I love em
Cuz what's the point to conquer a city that's full of nothin
I love it when you claim you got the star qualities, my apologies rappers like you come dime a dozen
You not in the discussion, like a yes man
You sleepin on me? You can take a rest man
Just put the paper on me like a desk fam
I'm holding all the rings, I'm the best man
I'm the best man
People told me, don't you dare stand out, don't you dare stand out
But really I just knows it's Cuz you muthafuckas can't stand out. Oh you can't stand out?
It's funny cuz, I'm the muthafucka that you can't stand now, That you can't stand now
Defeating all the haters so you muthafuckas can't stand now, boy you can't stand now?
Hold up

Wi de type of muthafucka afta everi dollar
Wi no really give a fuk about nutten
Money and de riches mi want all of fi mi wishes
Me Nuh taaking to you, only fah da one ting

Where Dey At? Where Dey At? Where Dey At?
Where Dey At? Where Dey At? Where Dey At?

All I wants a million dollar house
Roll up to the front yard in a fuckin black car
All I wants a million dollar house
Drive up to the front door in a fuckin golf cart
All I gots a million dream
Been thinking bout the money ever since I was a youngin, baby
All I gots a million dollar team
Squad full of hungry mouthafuckas Tryna run it like

I'm tired of living for a paycheck
A millionaire mentality will change that
I know it's meant for me, I know it's meant to be, and not fulfilling out my destiny
Man I don't wanna face that
I know it's yours too
You just gotta magnetize the money towards you
To live a life of stress and poverty, and never properly support a family, see you cannot afford to

What's a 9-5?
Yo it's a trap

It's a rat race, keepin you in last place

But if you gettin money, you just gotta Tell Em that

Wi de type of muthafucka afta everi dollar
Wi no really give a fuk about nutten
Money and de riches mi want all of fi mi wishes
Me Nuh taaking to you, only fah da one ting

Where Dey At? Where Dey At? Where Dey At?
Where Dey At? Where Dey At? Where Dey At?