if i had a mill
If only I had a mill
In the future I plan on making money and having time to kill
I want a mansion, a Cadillac, and a girl who can chill
I'm not materialistic I just want some cash
I want to get my hands on things that I never had
I refuse to be that loser sitting behind a computer screen typing in a cubicle
I want a career that's influential, and far from the usual
For me getting paid $20 dollars an hour just won't cut it
Cuz to me that's a dream gone sour, and I know I won't love it
I got ambitions and aspirations just like the rest of y'all
Different room, different floor, but we're all in the same hall
We all got different visions, and different dreams
But in the end we're all trying to attain the same thing
And that's mula, green, aka money
known for making dark days sunny
Boy is it funny when we claim we're going our separate ways, and we end up in the same place
Doing the same thing living the wrong dream
Running the same race, but at the same pace
If I had a mill I don't know what I would do
I would probably invest in something to increase my loot
I would use that loot to focus on the skills I got
Then I would use those skills to increase the mill i got
And once I was rich & well known I would chill at home
And watch as the money piles in
And when the money starts calling my name again
I would drop everything I'm doing to reacquainted my two best friends
the paper and the pen