Millions
Every conversation I've had
means something
I take away so much and lose a lot,
it's nothing
I've just been brought up to expect
I'm just another fish in the muck
But I am
not about to waste my time
explaining
As soon as I go talking,
you fade
and I don't need a lot
just love,
but who's to say what the fuck that is
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
My fear is a crutch
a little hell that I live in
If she can do it
what the fuck,
how come I can't?
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
My mamma raised me tough,
never enough
she told me
"Everyday thank God,
don't you know you're only
so lucky to be living the life
you live
I did the best that I could."
I told her,
I love her,
then I left
and I'm never gonna struggle
Maybe fall for another
I'm gonna live a little
I'm gonna work with these own bare hands
and fight like a real man
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
My fear is a crutch,
a little hell that I live in
If she can do it
what the fuck,
how come I can't?
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
My fear is a crutch,
a little hell that I live in
If she can do it
what the fuck,
how come I can't?
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
My millions
My millions
My millions
My millions...
means something
I take away so much and lose a lot,
it's nothing
I've just been brought up to expect
I'm just another fish in the muck
But I am
not about to waste my time
explaining
As soon as I go talking,
you fade
and I don't need a lot
just love,
but who's to say what the fuck that is
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
My fear is a crutch
a little hell that I live in
If she can do it
what the fuck,
how come I can't?
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
My mamma raised me tough,
never enough
she told me
"Everyday thank God,
don't you know you're only
so lucky to be living the life
you live
I did the best that I could."
I told her,
I love her,
then I left
and I'm never gonna struggle
Maybe fall for another
I'm gonna live a little
I'm gonna work with these own bare hands
and fight like a real man
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
My fear is a crutch,
a little hell that I live in
If she can do it
what the fuck,
how come I can't?
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
My fear is a crutch,
a little hell that I live in
If she can do it
what the fuck,
how come I can't?
I wanna make a million bucks
I wanna make my millions
My millions
My millions
My millions
My millions...
Credits
Writer(s): Hannah Georgas
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