No Time to Chill, I'm Tryna Get Mills (Skit)

Millions of dollars
Was on my mind at that time
I was dead broke
There was no time to relax
Go hang out, party
No, I was broke
I needed millions
I saw millions
Even when I had negative money in my account
Which was very often
I saw millions in my future
I wanted safety, comfort, security, ease
No more stress
Tired of watchin' people stress
Tired of watchin' people fuckin'
Scrapin', pawn shit, just to make pay this
And you know what I mean
I was just tired of that shit
Tired of bein' that myself
So that was my theme
You know what I mean
At that time
No time to chill, I'm tryna get mills



Credits
Writer(s): Clinton Meyer
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