[Intro] Yeahhh… haha Kick somethin’ off, lay somethin’ down Laid-back livin’ — you know how it sound From the roots to the roof, it’s all gravy Money trees growin’ in the land of the lazy [Verse 1] Money on my mind like a top-shelf vibe Floatin’ through life in that executive drive I got green in my jeans, got gold on the grill Every step I take got that hundred-dollar feel Rollin' slow through the coast with a lean in the seat Custom leather in the ride, suede touch on the beat Talk numbers, not nonsense — I’m fluent in finesse Got my name on the check, tailored life, no stress [Hook / Chorus] Money, money, money — stack it to the ceilin’ Moves so clean, got the whole room feelin’ Gold chains swingin’, palm trees leanin’ Life lookin’ like a dream, but I ain’t even dreamin’ [Money, money, money], greens in my hand [Plans that make you feel real good] from the land Double up the pleasure, triple up the plan West coast wizard, with the world in my hand [Verse 2] I’m talkin’ all-white linen, soft breeze on the deck Sippin' on legacy, not chasin’ a check Manifestin’ these digits with a platinum touch Every quote worth gold, every phrase too much From the boardroom table to the balcony view Every move well-timed, like a boss always do My calendar full, but my soul stay chill 'Cause the grind gon’ glow when the vibe that real [Bridge: Spoken interlude + harmonized hook] See this life? It’s a garden — you feel me? You plant smart, you water wise, and you harvest like a king It’s elevation, not just reputation Stackin’ peace and prosperity with style Always forward, never look back.. [Harmonized vox] Greeeens... and gooooolds... We risin’ high, we countin’ dough [Hook / Chorus Reprise] Money, money, money — stack it to the ceilin’ Moves so clean, got the whole room feelin’ Gold chains swingin’, palm trees leanin’ Life lookin’ like a dream, but I ain’t even dreamin’ [Money, money, money], greens in my hand [Plans that make you feel real good] from the land Double up the pleasure, triple up the plan West coast wizard, with the world in my hand [Outro: Talkin’ fadeout] It’s just a smooth operation, baby Big rings, bold dreams, and clean seams Let ‘em know — we don’t chase the bag, we build the bank From nothin’ to somethin’, now it’s legacy livin’ Smooth glide out, with that million-dollar sway… Another day, another play - haha..