Stackin' paper, watch it multiply, no lie,

Stackin' paper, watch it multiply, no lie, Chasin' dreams, while the city lights electrify, Countin' digits, every penny's like a blessing in disguise, Investin' time, never let a chance just pass me by. Money talks, I’m fluent in the hustle’s dialect, Cash rules, but respect's the only true architect, From the block where the grind is a daily dialect, Buildin' empires, while they settle for a trifling check. Bags under my eyes, but the vision stays clear, Wealth’s a mindset, got no room for doubt or fear, Stack it high, let it rise like the sun in the rear, In this game of life, I’m the one they all revere. Flip the script, every dollar’s got a story to tell, From the struggle to the hustle, yeah, I’m breakin’ the shell, Countin' blessings, while I’m countin' up these greenbacks, Money’s just a tool, but I’m buildin’ with these green stacks.