When I Make My First Million

When I make my first Million
I’ll try to reason with the good old days
Like when I lost all my feeling
And didn’t chase it when it walked away
Goodbye trouble
Don’t come to see me
I’ll snap my fingers and send you straight to the gallows under my house
When I make my first million
I
’ll buy a friend with my big salary
He’ll say “Mr
, you’re young and funny”
I’ll say “Thanks but call me by my name”
Because I’m a common man
Got a common purpose
I just got lucky spending every morning thinking out loud
Look at all the things you’ve don
e
Look at all the good that’s gone
Either you be good to me
Or cut me like a live
-
wire
When I make my fist million
I’ll buy my kids those damn football shoes
And wear her macaroni necklace
And tell my boy “I love you win or lose”
Well this is magic
I don’t believe it
Everything is leading up to this
Then I reach for a hand and it dawns on me then
There’s no family
My bones are broken and they ain’t mending
And all this spending has me back in the basement thinking out loud
Look at all the things yo
u’ve done
Look at all the good that’s gone
Look at things gone right
Look at all the time gone by
Look at all the love you owe
Owe it to yourself like gold
like gold
like gold, like gold
Like god
When I make my first million
I’ll come around again