Wealthy Minded

By Cpt. $wank

Released on October 11, 2016

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[Intro]

What's good y'all y'all say it's your boy Cpt. $wank we 'bout to be out here nigga Rosenburg, Texas we finna kill this shit hottest shit 2016 you know what I'm saying nigga?


[Hook]

All it took me was a risk

Turned a dollar to a grip

Always starving at the crib, shit

I guess it is what it is, huh?

Now I stack it 'till it's overweight

And you niggas didn't listen

They gon' say it from a distance

Cpt. $wank got bitches?


[Chorus]

A million ways to make a million

Time is what y'all really killing

Someone stop this evil villain

Cpt. $wank what she feeling, huh?

Now I stack it 'till it's overweight

'Till I don't know what to do with it

Chasing dreams can be a still image

A million ways to make a million


[Verse 1]

Now stop and just listen

Ambition, ambition

No room for mistakes

Just risk and a vision

Have a big house worth a million dollars

Bad bitches that just want a baller

Nice whips with a new dog

Plus the Gucci pants just to flex the stance

Killing niggas with a pinky ring

Diamond grill just to watch it dance

Oh you really wanna hate?

Cpt. $wank knows a chick that really got them hands

Operation nigga get them bands

I don't think these niggas understand

Put in work and then watch it work

I gotta make it move to where I stack a grand

Run these rappers like it's contraband

Blasting bitches like I'm Iron Man, god damn


[Hook]

All it took me was a risk

Turned a dollar to a grip

Always starving at the crib, shit

I guess it is what it is, huh?

Now I stack it 'till it's overweight

And you niggas didn't listen

They gon' say it from a distance

Cpt. $wank got bitches?


[Chorus]

A million ways to make a million

Time is what y'all really killing

Someone stop this evil villain

Cpt. $wank what she feeling, huh?

Now I stack it 'till it's overweight

'Till I don't know what to do with it

Chasing dreams can be a still image

A million ways to make a million


[Verse 2]

I pack it up, stack it up

Move around jack it up, rap it up

Keep it moving like a ship

Pass it up, laugh at us

Run it up, gas it up

Is this nigga really gone off a spliff?

Bitches stay mad at us

Like biting tarantulas

They shaking your ass so move or get hit

Stupid nigga got bit

Guess he really wasn't shit

Off the dome, off the rip

Exotic bitches with the clip

Sending shade but they miss

Try to get me with a diss

Young nigga doing big things

Looking which way

Really gets paid

Been a loser since the fifth grade

Things change nigga pick a lane

Don't recall being called the same

Raise a dream like I light a flame

Working hard nigga, whole grain

Afro style look like Soul Train

Man it's crazy, life persuading

Changing, faded, couldn't risk a maybe

Move the greatest, stay the latest, hottest placement

Jamming, booming out the basement

Paper chasing, starving, craving, hunger blazing

Couldn't ever ever end the 'sation

Passing product, couldn't product place me

This is something you gotta work to make it

Real art man shouts to Banksy

Cpt. $wank I'm finna jump the rankings

A hundred dabs is what the fuck I'm thinking

Talking shit but you the fucking lamest, god damn


[Hook]

All it took me was a risk

Turned a dollar to a grip

Always starving at the crib, shit

I guess it is what it is, huh?

Now I stack it 'till it's overweight

And you niggas didn't listen

They gon' say it from a distance

Cpt. $wank got bitches?


[Chorus]

A million ways to make a million

Time is what y'all really killing

Someone stop this evil villain

Cpt. $wank what she feeling, huh?

Now I stack it 'till it's overweight

'Till I don't know what to do with it

Chasing dreams can be a still image

A million ways to make a million


[Verse 3]

A million ways to make a million

A million ways to make a million

A million ways to make a million

A million ways to make a million

I stack it up into a million

I stack it up into a million

I stack it up into a million

I pack it up into a

Million, million, million, million, million, million, million, million

I stack it up into a million

Someone stop this evil villain

Tiny brain a lot of brilliance

Cpt. $wank just the illest

Million, million, million, million, million, million, million, million

I stack it up into a million

Swank, I pack it by the million

Bitches got about a million

Tiny brain a lot of brilliance

Million, million, million, million, million, million, million, million

Chasing dreams to the trillion

Determination got me feelin

Million, million, million, million


[Outro]

God damn nigga, this finna be the hottest shit of 2016 you feel me? What y'all doing at your house, fucking busting nuts on yourself, fucking smoking pencil shavings and shit nigga? Ah, whatever