Starin at the wall, heard a scream
It was only a dream
Making dollar bills out of music
Over 20 homes, but i need a chick
In the midst of a fire pit
I just wanna make music,
Oh your friends are sick
Hard to make it in music/
If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit
Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music
Super magic, abracadabra kid
I make elevating music
It's roc nation, this my team
Could switch up rhyme scheme like a dream
No less profit, themed when we drop shit
Music is money, money isn't music
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