[Hook:]
|
I'm gone make a million and one dollars,
|
And do it again.
|
Just wait 'till tomorrow, we won't borrow ever again.
|
Can't wait till the day we wake up, wake up, wake up.
|
And we all gone be paid up, paid up, paid up.
|
Just wait, wait.
|
|
[Verse 1:]
|
Man, I'm so tired for praying for this free shit,
|
And being broke as some weak shit.
|
But thank God for that Micky D's,
|
One dollar double cheese,
|
Or something nice I wouldn't eat shit
|
But there always was girls on my penile
|
And I fell victim to the vagina.
|
But when it comes to the ass chase,
|
No thank you rather run in the cash race.
|
To the world knows Sean,
|
The only thing getter better in time besides wine.
|
Honestly better than all these asses,
|
With no practice,
|
Forreal just as is.
|
I didn't have to go to school,
|
I was better at this,
|
Watch a nigga pull more strings than Lenny Kravitz.
|
So I can say I have it,
|
If not I wish I had it,
|
I do it with a passion.
|
|
[Hook]
|
|
[Verse 2:]
|
And we just started we nowhere near the outro,
|
I'll tell y'all what I'm about though.
|
High ends, high spending,
|
We just trying to end life on a high note, soprano.
|
And I was supposed to be on for a minute,
|
Man I've been writing songs for a many.
|
And you can ask Kanye, you can ask G-Ro, you can ask Don C.
|
Hip hop why the hell you find a nigga like me?
|
Snotty nose lil' nigga,
|
Used to tear up ice cream
|
Now I'm wearing ice cream with a chain on my shirt,
|
Call that bitch a ice t.
|
So tell me what it takes to go from sitting on porches,
|
To sitting in porsches.
|
Take in less fortunate,
|
And turn it into a fortune,
|
And make my mama proud that she didn't get that abortion.
|
|
[Hook]
|
|
[Outro:]
|
I'm gone make a million, just wait 'till tomorrow [x5]
|
|
Do it again, we gone do it again, do it again...
|
|
-----------------
|
A Million Dollars
|
| Big Sean |
