(Intro)

I am so alive, what a feelin’

I don’t wanna die ‘til I stack up all my millions (Anha!)

So alive, what a feelin’

I don’t wanna die ‘til I stack up all my millions (Anha!)

(Verse 1)

I’m tryna find that green to feed the family like they was some vegans

Got that Malcolm X mentality so by any means you know they eatin’

I'm hustlin’, jugglin’ jobs, every day man I'm grindin’ and schemin’

I wanna get my mum a Beemer just so I can see how she beamin’

Umma get it, umma die tryin’, so I'm runnin’ while I watch time flyin’

Feel like Samson, I could fight lions. I don't trust y'all with Delilah-ing

I keep my focus on the things that matter, my eyes right where the prize is

They talkin’ talkin’ it don't really matter, what I'm eyeing is priceless

I wanna get my mum and dad a crib

Have my sister in the best of colleges

Handle all the baby mama drama sh*t, it's my baby, baby I acknowledge it

I wanna find my cousin work again, so she don't have strip and twerk again

I love the pen, but I want the kinda money that say don’t you write a verse again

So, it's a 9 to 5, then a 5 to 9, hit the booth and I'm inspired to rhyme

F**k a handout, man umma fight for mine, I can shine with the diamonds inside my mind

And once I get a million, umma start workin my way to a billion

I keep it C like the Romans, an empire's what I am building

(Chorus)

I am so alive, what a feelin’

I don’t wanna die ‘til I stack up all my millions (Anha!)

I am so alive, what a feelin’

I don’t wanna die ‘til I stack up all my millions (Anha!)

X 2

(Verse 2: Mal X)

It's captivating, am glad I waited

Still underrated, who knew I would make it

Watched them old cats look past my greatness

Let them all pass, my cash is waiting

That grind mode, it's activated

I got the whole world on my back

I pray the Lord keep on track

Never forget that

The love of this money is a trap

Stay woke am never gone Black

Whoa! Too many people hope that

I could make something out of this rap uh

Monetizing my craft ya

Show them that Faith is a fact

Put it on wax!

I’m never gonna stop till I get a ‘til I get a taste of the top

Let them all know, the fam need to feed

And I’m gonna am gonna work ‘til I bleed

I guess it's on me, what's it gon’ be

Blood on the leaves of the family tree

Everyone's gone now it rests on me

God told me be strong and He gave me the key

Man, it's deep, that's why I don't sleep

I need to make a living for the living of my peeps

I ain't got no time to compete

Let alone digest the word beef

Hol' up let a brother get mine

Let the numbers combine

Co-create some impact that lasts till Jesus comes back

(Chorus)