*(Chorus)* Stacking up my paper like books, Counting every dollar, yeah, that's how it looks. Vision in my mind, I’m about to break loose, Rolling in a coupe, watch me cut through the fuse. *(Verse 1)* Yeah, I’m turning these pages, flipping that script, Grinding day and night, man, I can't let it slip. From the bottom to the top, I’m writing my lore, Got my sights on the prize, can't settle for poor. Money conversations, got them racks on the line, Investment in my dreams, man, it’s all by design. Paper trails stacked high, like towers they loom, Counting up these blessings, growing wealth in the room. *(Chorus)* Stacking up my paper like books, Counting every dollar, yeah, that's how it looks. Vision in my mind, I’m about to break loose, Rolling in a coupe, watch me cut through the fuse. *(Verse 2)* Flipping through these pages, like a scholar I grind, Dreaming of that coupe, put the past in rewind. No time for the hate, I’m too focused on mine, Broke the chains of the struggle, now my stars realign. Sipping on success, got that victory taste, In this life’s classroom, man, I’m winning the race. Hustle in my veins, and I’m taking the leap, From the pen to the palace, just watch how I creep. *(Chorus)* Stacking up my paper like books, Counting every dollar, yeah, that's how it looks. Vision in my mind, I’m about to break loose, Rolling in a coupe, watch me cut through the fuse. *(Bridge)* Late nights, bright lights, yeah, I’m living the scene, With my mind on my money, yeah, I’m chasing that dream. From hard work and hustle, watch the magic it cooks, I’m the author of my life, flipping pages like books. *(Outro)* So here’s to the grind, to the money, the hope, One day in that coupe, you’ll see me, I’ll gloat. Stacking up my paper, yo, that’s all understood, Living life like a king, in my own neighborhood. *(Chorus)* Stacking up my paper like books, Counting every dollar, yeah, that's how it looks. Vision in my mind, I’m about to break loose, Rolling in a coupe, watch me cut through the fuse.