Million$Bill (Edit)
Future Utopia, Kojey Radical, easy life"Million$Bill (Edit)" is a song by Future Utopia, Kojey Radical, easy life, released in 2021 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:06 long and contains 62 lines and 432 words.
Lyrics
0:25Asiago Romana, sprinkle that over pasta
0:28We got view of the water, I take
0:30Aim at the roster
0:31Got my faith from the preacher
0:34Got my seeds from the Rasta
0:34Ain't no promises made
0:36Can't think about it menyata
0:37I'm ridin' out in Ducatis
0:39Treat my pain like a hobby
0:40I'm shakin' these demons off me
0:42I'm shaken up to the core
0:44They really thought they could stop me
0:45Really thought I was rock
0:47Really thought I was godly
0:48But big, small, or tall, we six feet in the coffin
0:53And every problem I faced just made me a bigger problem
0:57There's something that I wanna give you
1:00I'm gonna give you a—
1:01If I keep my soul, you can take it all away
1:10There's something that I wanna give you
1:14I'm gonna give you a— (Yeah, cool, yeah, like this)
1:15I'ma move to Ghana, keep my name, and share my riches
1:18Get my forty acres on my own, not additions
1:21Fuck their reparations (Uh), fuck an invitation (Uh)
1:25Twenty-three and one ain't a minor deportation
1:28Is it giveth or we take it?
1:29Lord knows I've been patient
1:31Still up in the basement
1:32Still up on the late shift
1:34Still they underrate it
1:35Now they have to pay me
1:37Price to keep my silence, took my family on vacation
1:39They don't wanna see a new Obama run the nation (We don't)
1:43They don't wanna see me in my bag, I've been waiting
1:48There's something that I wanna give you
1:49I'm gonna give you a—
1:51If I keep my soul, you can take it all away
2:00There's something that I wanna give you
2:02I'm gonna give you a—
2:05A million-dollar bill on top
2:08Tell me where the searching stops
2:11How much is enough?
2:14When you get it, will you realize
2:15That a life's worth can't be monetarily quantified?
2:17Clouds made of currency raining tenners and greyish skies
2:21No pound signs when I look deep into my mother's eyes
2:23How much is enough?
2:27It's just enough to keep me getting by
2:29I'll get my own ocean full of fishes
2:30My own Tower of London full of riches
2:33A swimming pool full of thirsty bitches
2:36Fuck that, I'll burn the money if I get it
2:40Set fire to the sports cars at the office
2:42Replace the water in the filter for some chronic
2:45Canary Wharf all screaming, "Fuck the bosses"
2:49A million dollars won't fit into your coffin, no
2:57So how much is enough?
2:59Tell me, how much is enough?
3:00Be honest
3:02How much is enough?
3:05Tell me, how much is enough?
3:06Just be honest
Asiago Romana, sprinkle that over pasta We got view of the water, I take Aim at the roster Got my faith from the preacher Got my seeds from the Rasta Ain't no promises made Can't think about it menyata I'm ridin' out in Ducatis Treat my pain like a hobby I'm shakin' these demons off me I'm shaken up to the core They really thought they could stop me Really thought I was rock Really thought I was godly But big, small, or tall, we six feet in the coffin And every problem I faced just made me a bigger problem There's something that I wanna give you I'm gonna give you a— If I keep my soul, you can take it all away There's something that I wanna give you I'm gonna give you a— (Yeah, cool, yeah, like this) I'ma move to Ghana, keep my name, and share my riches Get my forty acres on my own, not additions Fuck their reparations (Uh), fuck an invitation (Uh) Twenty-three and one ain't a minor deportation Is it giveth or we take it? Lord knows I've been patient Still up in the basement Still up on the late shift Still they underrate it Now they have to pay me Price to keep my silence, took my family on vacation They don't wanna see a new Obama run the nation (We don't) They don't wanna see me in my bag, I've been waiting There's something that I wanna give you I'm gonna give you a— If I keep my soul, you can take it all away There's something that I wanna give you I'm gonna give you a— A million-dollar bill on top Tell me where the searching stops How much is enough? When you get it, will you realize That a life's worth can't be monetarily quantified? Clouds made of currency raining tenners and greyish skies No pound signs when I look deep into my mother's eyes How much is enough? It's just enough to keep me getting by I'll get my own ocean full of fishes My own Tower of London full of riches A swimming pool full of thirsty bitches Fuck that, I'll burn the money if I get it Set fire to the sports cars at the office Replace the water in the filter for some chronic Canary Wharf all screaming, "Fuck the bosses" A million dollars won't fit into your coffin, no So how much is enough? Tell me, how much is enough? Be honest How much is enough? Tell me, how much is enough? Just be honest
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