[Hook] Put my money in the canopy, Watch that value grow naturally, You put yours where the numbers shrink, I put mine where the branches reach. Canopy money, canopy money, Sun hit the leaves and they dance for me, I don’t need diamonds hanging on me, My whole damn ceiling got jewelry. [Verse] Some people buy chains just to prove they aren’t chained, That’s a hell of a paradox hanging from your frame. I bought knowledge. Knowledge bought options. Options became freedom. Now freedom photosynthesizing. That’s compound interest with roots. My accountant is the sun. And every harvest taught me patience can’t be purchased when you’re young.
