Rice4eveR - Too much money

Too Much Money
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Too Much Money
The guy, Rice on the motherfucking beat, bitch
Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Rice on the motherfucking beat
I'm bout to have too much money
And not enough time, look it
Too much money but not enough time, check it
Too much money and not enough time
Like Elon, everything else is peon
But yo
Too much money
And not enough time, look it
Too much money and not enough time, check it
Too much money and not enough time
Like Elon, everything else is peon
Everything else, peon, yo
Working on having way too much money
But not enough time to spend it
Life is too short, let's get it, yeah
Said and done with D-Boy-ism
It's time to whip it like Nas
Throw the bread at tech companies
We'll bring it back hard
Since I'm in Oakland, California
Should be easy, yo
30 miles north of Silicon Valley, that's San Jo
Where they design the chips that you stick in your phones
Where they make cream from waffles and cones
And I ain't talking Cold Stone
Or work it like Berner and push that shit
That'll get you Cold Stoned
Or work cookie packs from mother plants
That's derived from cookie clones
And push cookie packs once they full grown
And package them up for people with a cookie Jones
Yeah, or get into some Chinese gangster shit
Turn into a bookie Homez!
Ha, fuck it
Whether that or I'm out here pushing D
Or doing something legal, fuck it, I'ma get the cheese
I'm bout to have too much money
And not enough time, look it
Too much money but not enough time, check it
Too much money and not enough time
Like Elon, everything else is peon
But yo
Too much money
And not enough time, look it
Too much money and not enough time, check it
Too much money and not enough time
Like Elon, everything else is peon
Everything else, peon, yo
Yup, beyond peon
Beyond the small shit, that's like a porno star
Trying to fuck with a small dick
You'll never satisfy your customer
I'm trying to be the biggest, baddest, fastest
Motherfucking street hustler
Just long enough to clean it back up, tell the police back up
Mad cause it took me 30 years to clean my act up
Tryin' not to be stuck in the mind frame
Of what the fuck could've happened
If I'd of did school instead of rappin'
No buts, ifs, ands, and what's
No excuses, get back into gear
With my hustle, let's do this
It don't matter, you're a doctor or you're flipping burgers
Just continue to move forward
Most quit when they get bored
You ain't shit... cause you ain't ate
So you can't get mad if the next man got it on his plate
Might've had a plan, went out hunting and got it
You wanna compete?
Then acquire the knowledge and hit the street
I'm bout to have too much money
And not enough time, look it
Too much money but not enough time, check it
Too much money and not enough time
Like Elon, everything else is peon
But yo
Too much money
And not enough time, look it
Too much money and not enough time, check it
Too much money and not enough time
Like Elon, everything else is peon
Everything else, peon, yo

Written by:
R. Brough

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