Andres

Look, I’m rich, stackin' paper like I’m countin' dreams, Pullin' up in foreign whips, hear the engine scream, Diamonds dance, wrist frozen, got that bling-bling, Money talk, I’m the king, let the cash machine sing. From the bottom to the top, now we livin' lavish, Hustle hard, never stop, turnin' pain into magic, Got the world in my palm, ain’t no way I’m tragic, Countin' blessings every day, life’s a cinematic. Crisp bills in my pocket, got that wealth on display, Every move that I make, man, I’m paving my way, Sippin' fine wine, toast to the grind, no delay, In the game, I’m the one, watch me rise, never sway. Champagne showers, yeah, we poppin' all night, See the envy in their eyes, but I’m outta their sight, Built an empire from the ground, now it’s all in sight, Look, I’m rich, livin' dreams, feelin' oh-so-right.