C.J. Watson - First Generation Millionaire Lyrics

Money money, I hear em talking money
Let's put some back, everyday won't be sunny
Independence I do declare
Go to the strip club, throw it in the air
Now this is rare
Lifes not fair, that's why I stay prepared
Sydney Watson is the heir
I'm a first generation millionaire, yeah

The millionaire millennial
Self made self paid in the flesh digital
Years ago I made moves in the paint that's pivotal
Niggas livin' pitiful and I'm a living miracle
The business LLCed
And when I die it goes to my seed Sydney T
Grow sumthin, know sumthin'
My grandkids grandkids never want for nothing
Generational wealth I had to teach myself
The only discipline I ever knew, from the belt
Can't share big dreams, with small minded people
They don't see the world through your view, can't move, like we do
Lyrical freedom, financial freedom
Get out of bondage, you gotta teach 'em
Feeling like Puff in ninety-one a legend in the making
Gimme what's mine, cuz the world, is for the takin'

Money money, I hear em talking money
Let's put some back, everyday won't be sunny
Independence I do declare
Go to the strip club, throw it in the air
Now this is rare
Lifes not fair, that's why I stay prepared
Sydney Watson is the heir
I'm a first generation millionaire, yeah

If it ain't about money it ain't about me
Get as much as I can ain't a damn thing free
Time is money to talk to me might cost a fee
Its Jefe to you, but she call me poppy
A playa like Euro step, down to the socks
Fat nigga run circles, in my flip flops
Take that tax money, and move it to the stocks
Take that and flip that and buy up the block
Commercial residential it's all real estate
Now ask a big boss King what he really make
More than you and I make it look easy
Even Oprah get wet when she sees me
Good fellas Joe Pesci still getting work
Death before dishonor, you reap what you deserve
Product of the Earth survived my environment
Started out with the verses then I multiplied it you can't deny this

Money money, I hear em talking money
Let's put some back, everyday won't be sunny
Independence I do declare
Go to the strip club, throw it in the air
Now this is rare
Lifes not fair, that's why I stay prepared
Sydney Watson is the heir
I'm a first generation millionaire, yeah

Pay off these student loans, winter and summer homes
My phone rings a business deal or they need a loan
Got me feeling like a bank around this bitch
Black owned and operated we gone keep on getting rich
But nobody realer than the IRS is
Them the same gangstas had Wesley stressin'
Pay that percentage cigars big body cars
Beautiful women chocolate skin come fuck wit a star
Excuse me for being late I had to coordinate
Had to count the money, make sure the team is straight
Everybody full, cuz everybody ate
Say your grace to the most high, elevate
Monte Cristo Rocky Patel by the crate
So much freight, customs think we moving weight
The only rapper that live what they talking about
I speak it into existence, there should be no doubt

Money money, I hear em talking money
Let's put some back, everyday won't be sunny
Independence I do declare
Go to the strip club, throw it in the air
Now this is rare
Lifes not fair, that's why I stay prepared
Sydney Watson is the heir
I'm a first generation millionaire, yeah