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cpt. $wank - wealthy minded lyrics

[intro]
what’s good y’all y’all say it’s your boy cpt. $w-nk we ’bout to be out here n-gga rosenburg, texas we finna k!ll this sh-t hottest sh-t 2016 you know what i’m saying n-gga?

[hook]
all it took me was a risk
turned a dollar to a grip
always starving at the crib, sh-t
i guess it is what it is, huh?
now i stack it ’till it’s overweight
and you n-ggas didn’t listen
they gon’ say it from a distance
cpt. $w-nk got b-tches?

[chorus]
a million ways to make a million
time is what y’all really k!lling
someone stop this evil villain
cpt. $w-nk what she feeling, huh?
now i stack it ’till it’s overweight
’till i don’t know what to do with it
chasing dreams can be a still image
a million ways to make a million

[verse 1]
now stop and just listen
ambition, ambition
no room for mistakes
just risk and a vision
have a big house worth a million dollars
bad b-tches that just want a baller
nice whips with a new dog
plus the gucci pants just to flex the stance
k!lling n-ggas with a pinky ring
diamond grill just to watch it dance
oh you really wanna hate?
cpt. $w-nk knows a chick that really got them hands
operation n-gga get them bands
i don’t think these n-ggas understand
put in work and then watch it work
i gotta make it move to where i stack a grand
run these rappers like it’s contraband
blasting b-tches like i’m iron man, god d-mn

[verse 2]
i pack it up, stack it up
move around jack it up, rap it up
keep it moving like a ship
p-ss it up, laugh at us
run it up, gas it up
is this n-gga really gone off a spliff?
b-tches stay mad at us
like biting tarantulas
they shaking your -ss so move or get hit
stupid n-gga got bit
guess he really wasn’t sh-t
off the dome, off the rip
exotic b-tches with the clip
sending shade but they miss
try to get me with a diss
young n-gga doing big things
looking which way
really gets paid
been a loser since the fifth grade
things change n-gga pick a lane
don’t recall being called the same
raise a dream like i light a flame
working hard n-gga, whole grain
afro style look like soul train
man it’s crazy, life persuading
changing, faded, couldn’t risk a maybe
move the greatest, stay the latest, hottest placement
jamming, booming out the bas-m-nt
paper chasing, starving, craving, hunger blazing
couldn’t ever ever end the ‘sation
p-ssing product, couldn’t product place me
this is something you gotta work to make it
real art man shouts to banksy
cpt. $w-nk i’m finna jump the rankings
a hundred dabs is what the f-ck i’m thinking
talking sh-t but you the f-cking lamest, god d-mn

[verse 3]
a million ways to make a million
a million ways to make a million
a million ways to make a million
a million ways to make a million
i stack it up into a million
i stack it up into a million
i stack it up into a million
i pack it up into a
million, million, million, million, million, million, million, million
i stack it up into a million
someone stop this evil villain
tiny brain a lot of brilliance
cpt. $w-nk just the illest
million, million, million, million, million, million, million, million
i stack it up into a million
sw-nk, i pack it by the million
b-tches got about a million
tiny brain a lot of brilliance
million, million, million, million, million, million, million, million
chasing dreams to the trillion
determination got me feelin
million, million, million, million

[outro]
god d-mn n-gga, this finna be the hottest sh-t of 2016 you feel me? what y’all doing at your house, f-cking busting nuts on yourself, f-cking smoking pencil shavings and sh-t n-gga? ah, whatever

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