F/Future Utopia/Million$Bill (feat. easy life & Kojey Radical)
here's something that I wanna give you I'm gonna give you a— There's something that I wanna give you I'm gonna give you a five-pound box of love With a million-dollar bill on top, million-dollar bill on top Diamonds on every corner (Every corner) And a big black pearl for a lock (Uh, check)
Asiago Romana, sprinkle that over pasta We got view of the water, I take Aim at the roster Got my faith from the preacher Got my seeds from the Rasta Ain't no promises made Can't think about it menyata I'm ridin' out in Ducatis Treat my pain like a hobby I'm shakin' these demons off me I'm shaken up to the core They really thought they could stop me Really thought I was rock Really thought I was godly But big, small, or tall, we six feet in the coffin And every problem I faced just made me a bigger problem
There's something that I wanna give you I'm gonna give you a— If I keep my soul, you can take it all away There's something that I wanna give you I'm gonna give you a— (Yeah, cool, yeah, like this)
I'ma move to Ghana, keep my name, and share my riches Get my forty acres on my own, not additions Fuck their reparations (Uh), fuck an invitation (Uh) Twenty-three and one ain't a minor deportation Is it giveth or we take it? Lord knows I've been patient Still up in the basement Still up on the late shift Still they underrate it Now they have to pay me Price to keep my silence, took my family on vacation They don't wanna see a new Obama run the nation (We don't) They don't wanna see me in my bag, I've been waiting
There's something that I wanna give you I'm gonna give you a— If I keep my soul, you can take it all away There's something that I wanna give you I'm gonna give you a—
A million-dollar bill on top Tell me where the searching stops How much is enough? When you get it, will you realize That a life's worth can't be monetarily quantified? Clouds made of currency raining tenners and greyish skies No pound signs when I look deep into my mother's eyes How much is enough? It's just enough to keep me getting by I'll get my own ocean full of fishes My own Tower of London full of riches A swimming pool full of thirsty bitches Fuck that, I'll burn the money if I get it Set fire to the sports cars at the office Replace the water in the filter for some chronic Canary Wharf all screaming, "Fuck the bosses" A million dollars won't fit into your coffin, no
So how much is enough? Tell me, how much is enough? Be honest How much is enough? Tell me, how much is enough? Just be honest How much is enough? How much is enough? Be honestTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
