Like an illusion
Sleight of the hand
Take it from me
Enjoy while you can

Why so elusive
Despite what I said
Riffling round
Knife to your neck

I feel like moving
Shaving my head
I'm breaking out
Cold sweats

I'm still
Over your head
Open the room
Over confess

Sometimes I take it too far
I need my side to be square
I said whatever you want
You can’t pay me enough
I keep going like Holyfield
No I ain’t holding no punches
Keep on holding your day job
I need my money in bunches
Bunches
I need my money in bunches
Bunches
I need my money in bunches
Bunches

I need my money in bunches
Bunches
I need my money in bunches
Bunches

I need a ton
I need a ton
Weight
Carry it out
I need a whole case
I need a fund
I need a fundraise

Some days
I wanna run
I wanna runway
Too much to count
I wanna estate
I wanna son
I wanna sundae
Some day