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My wallet's open, trying to find new bills, desperate need of homes
Seeking new money to fulfill needs, hoping for financial stability
Never keep it closed, suppose it may be one day be overflowed
Always keeping the wallet open in anticipation of it being filled with money someday
Built as a good shelter, built tough, but smooth with a felt touch
Describing the wallet as durable yet smooth, implying it's in good condition
So new no rust, no rush but welcome hon, cause more money, more love
New money is always welcomed as it brings opportunities and potentially more affection
I've never seen Benjamin, motherfuckers really act like he exists
Expressing disbelief in the existence of significant money (referencing Benjamin Franklin on the $100 bill)
I count my account, no he's a myth, got a bigger chance spotting Bigfoot's dick
Stating the impossibility of seeing a certain amount of money, considering it mythical
Money keeps on leaving, I needing new payments
Money keeps getting spent, requiring constant incoming payments
Picking up pennies up off of the pavement
Even picking up small amounts of money from the ground due to financial strain
Keeping it green, but I'm lacking these faces
Desiring money with specific faces (possibly referring to specific bills or people)
I'm trapped in the loop of just stacking and wasting
Stuck in a cycle of accumulating and squandering money
And I'mma need the money to keep on coming
Dependent on continuous income due to feeling overwhelmed by financial responsibilities
Cause I feel the weight of the world when the account is running low
Feeling immense pressure when funds are low, symbolizing the weight of financial burdens
And I'mma need the money to keep on coming
Acknowledging the unpredictability of how quickly money is spent
Cause we both know there's just no telling how fast a dollar goes
Recognizing the uncertainty and speed at which money disappears
Being broke's a disaster that I sadly mastered, on top of class
Being broke is a familiar situation that feels like a skill, moving from poverty to poverty
This sad bastard's on track to just go from rags to rags
Continuously experiencing financial struggles, from a poor state to another
Keeping track of pay day cause fame ain't paying me out enough
Monitoring payday as fame or success isn’t providing sufficient income
Keep me out of stuff cause this week my account really had it rough
Experiencing financial difficulty during the week, indicating a challenging financial situation
When I'm talking bout dimes, I'm not talking bout women
When referencing dimes, it's not about women but about needing more money to alter perceptions or opinions
I need some more money to change these opinions
Money needed to change opinions held about the speaker
Your collections of quarters can buy me my soda
Small amounts someone else saves can provide basics for the speaker
I thank you for saving, I'll take it and hold on
Grateful for even small amounts saved by others
Every dollar actually making a difference
Recognizing the impact even a single dollar can make
Hard to swallow when you know it's your mission
Hard to accept when money matters so much in life's purpose
Even toddlers really know what they missing
Even young children understand the value of money
Even scholars need a pot to piss in
Even educated individuals need basic necessities
If money can't buy you happiness
Questioning the belief that money doesn't bring happiness
Then by all means give me your whole shit
Desiring someone else's wealth if it brings happiness and reduces stress
I'll be happy without this stress, I'll be happy with a lack of debt
Would be content without financial stress and debt
Say any amount with no bouncing checks
Desiring transactions without financial complications
Start settling down with no fucks to give
Reaching a stage where there's a lack of concern or care
Saying it out loud, goddamn that's a gift
Realizing the value of expressing financial stability
If the price ain't shit, that's the way to live
If something is affordable, that's the ideal way to live
And I'mma need the money to keep on coming
Reiterating the need for continuous income due to financial pressures
Cause I feel the weight of the world when the account is running low
Feeling the immense pressure when money is running low
And I'mma need the money to keep on coming
Reinforcing the uncertainty and speed of money depletion
Cause we both know there's just no telling how fast a dollar goes
Understanding the unpredictability of how quickly money disappears
The account be waiting in pain, just waiting for payment flow
The account eagerly awaits incoming funds, suffering from the absence of payments
But there ain't no savior that'll save you from that dreaded zero
No external help exists to rescue from financial depletion
Refreshing that page every hour to see that payment post
Continuously checking for incoming payments, stuck in a cyclical process
And repeat the process, we both know how fast a dollar goes
Repeatedly experiencing the swiftness with which money disappears
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