Money Grows on Trees

From day one, I never gave a fuck about much

Teachers used to kick me out of class for cussin' too much

Mr. Gibson, if I was you now, I'd slap the fuck out of ya

I get money every day and I don't use algebra

You can't take two hits of, this is too loud for ya

High life I'm reppin that, smokin' till my chest collapse

We spend money then the next day we go and get it back

I spend racks knowin' one day I'ma get a stack

Too big to spend on one shoppin' trip, I'm tryna live

Wake up at 5:45 and start my grind at 6

I can't complain, I'm gettin' paid, this is the life I live

Married to Mary Jane, excuse me while I light my spliff

Straight kush, no more haze you know what time it is

I rarely rave, I be a student, want some rhymin' shit

Writin', smokin', always tryna tighten shit

'Cause real music is scarce so I'm tryna provide this shit

Every penny makes a pound, every pound makes a bill

Every bill makes a grind, every grind makes a mill

Time moves fast, I ain't tryna stand still

Goin' 'round and 'round, life's like a Ferris wheel

Every penny makes a pound, every pound makes a bill

Every bill makes a grind, every grind makes a mill

Time moves fast, I ain't tryna stand still

Goin' 'round and 'round, life's like a Ferris wheel

Fuck a record deal, they can't pay enough to get the real

I make enough of my ones, I don't need them cunts

They rather see me in a cell than rich, my souls not for sale tell 'em

Suck my dick

I'm married to marijuana, took it to the charts

These rappers don't want a batter, I'll rip 'em all apart

These pussy's are still rookies I master my craft

Hip hops in my heart I stay true to the art

I was smokin' weed back when it weren't cool

My nanny slapped me, tried say that I turned fool

Girls didn't love me, used to call me a druggy

Now them girls that spoke silly are dyin' to smoke with me

What a 360

Some people are depressin', only see the misery

I call 'em drainers, always tryna steal ya energy

I don't force things, it will happen if it's meant to be

Smokin' lemonade got the room smellin' citrusy

Every penny makes a pound, every pound makes a bill

Every bill makes a grind, every grind makes a mill

Time moves fast, I ain't tryna stand still

Goin' 'round and 'round, life's like a Ferris wheel

Every penny makes a pound, every pound makes a bill

Every bill makes a grind, every grind makes a mill

Time moves fast, I ain't tryna stand still

Goin' 'round and 'round, life's like a Ferris wheel