Final Hour

Catch me running to the money until my feet lose feelin'
Stack it wall to wall till it's leaking through the ceilin'
Man, all fucking hundreds so what's that like a zillion?
Working graveyard shifts cause we're finally make a killin'
Went from intern to the owner of the building
Bustin' nuts counting money like oh what a feelin'
To be seeing what I'm seeing after I've seen what I've seen
It's like acting out a scene from a dream of my dream
I got a dream that's worth more than my reality
And pride that's worth more than a salary
And a text from the girl I love I stopped calling
Quote "I hope it's worth all it"
Sometimes I feel I'm working just to work harder
And then work harder than who worked the hardest
Man the life of a workaholic
You either on your work or just workin on it

Man fuck it kill 'em all we gonna need a ton of flowers
And if you need impossible give me 'bout an hour
It's time to turn a Polaroid to a portrait
Rockin' street clothes gettin money like I'm corporate
Young and gettin it, isn't life gorgeous?
Bet the crib on 'em and you'll end up with a fortress
And I'ma need that new condo, town home, brown stone
Should I fuck with the Dow Jones
Or maybe I'll put money on the block instead?
There's no need to save I could get change off the street next to the meter maid.

Cause I need a maid house with a piece of shade
Butler's doing such a good job that they need a raise
Bad chick with an angel ass and an Aaliyah face
Tryna show a little TNA
Hell ya I'm tryna see the day
Man, life is so bright when you don't see the grey
The new school appointed me to lead the way
A real nigga to the DNA.
Me Mike Grace and Dilla sticking to the script
And what's her name still licken on my tip
Go on ahead and tell these bitches who they fuckin' with
Man to get where I'm at I'll make her suck a hundred dicks
Man to get where I'm at I'll make her suck a hundred dicks
Her mouth lookin like damn it
Because me and Canon, and to get where we at she had to suck a hundred dicks
Man I got on Versace shades, Versace belt, Versace shoes
I might've fucked around and been the freshest nigga in the world today.
You don't understand man I came from nothing
This what I dreamed about
This what we dreamed about
Boy