[male
vocals] [
Intro] (
Yeah,
ayy,
look)
Rise
up,
sun
coming
through
the
glass
Blessings
on
the
way,
we
don't
look
at
the
past
Just
keep
the
vision,
keep
the
focus
We
tryna
celebrate,
you
heard?
[Verse 1] When
I
wake
up
in
the
morning
I
thank
God
for
life
Thank
Him
for
the
grace,
cut
through
the
strife
Lord
forgive
my
sins,
it’
s
a
brand
new
day
Open
up
the
path,
show
me
the
way
It’
s
been
a
long
time
coming,
yeah
I
paid
the
cost
Counting
up
the
wins,
forget
about
the
lost
Bless
my
hustle,
yeah,
butter
my
bread
Sugar
in
my
tea,
keep
the
crown
on
my
head
Mama
needs
a
house,
baby
needs
a
shoe
Homies
need
the
dollars,
gotta
see
it
through
That’
s
why
we
put
in
work,
stacking
up
the
score
Ballin'
like
Messi,
man
we
asking
for
more
Yeah,
we
chasing
the
dream,
leave
the
shadows
behind
Success
is
a
state
of
the
heart
and
the
mind
[Chorus] Biko,
give
me
money,
money,
money,
yeah
Money,
money,
money,
yeah,
we
run
it
up
Money,
money,
money,
yeah,
we
run
it
up
Arum
choro
money,
money,
money,
yeah
Money,
money,
money,
let
the
blessings
cup
I
wanna
celebrate,
yeah,
celebrate
I
wanna
jubilate,
let
me
cash
out
and
calculate
Make
it
rain,
make
it
fall,
make
it
pour
Blessings
at
the
ceiling,
blessings
at
the
door
[Verse 2] Look,
if
you
don't
get
the
money,
nobody
will
know
you
People
start
to
switch,
yeah,
they
look
through
you
They
try
to
intimidate,
they
try
to
throw
shade
Watch
your
circle
tighten,
watch
the
way
that
they
played
Family
turns
cold
in
your
father's
land
If
you
don't
have
the
paper,
they
don't
understand
You
got
no
right,
yeah,
you
got
no
voice
But
we
changing
the
narrative,
we
make
the
choice
I’
m
grinding
for
the
future,
I’
m
grinding
for
the
gold
Story
of
a
legend
that’
s
yet
to
be
told
We
don't
do
the
pity,
we
don't
do
the
plea
We
manifest
the
greatness,
it’
s
destiny,
see?
[Chorus] Biko,
give
me
money,
money,
money,
yeah
Money,
money,
money,
yeah,
we
run
it
up
Money,
money,
money,
yeah,
we
run
it
up
Arum
choro
money,
money,
money,
yeah
Money,
money,
money,
let
the
blessings
cup
I
wanna
celebrate,
yeah,
celebrate
I
wanna
jubilate,
let
me
cash
out
and
calculate
Make
it
rain,
make
it
fall,
make
it
pour
Blessings
at
the
ceiling,
blessings
at
the
door
[Bridge] From
the
ground
to
the
stars,
yeah,
we
climbing
fast
Nothing
ever
lasts,
so
we
making
it
last
If
it’
s
meant
to
be,
then
it’
s
gonna
be
mine
Stacking
up
the
dividends,
shining
on
time
No
more
struggle,
just
a
beautiful
view
Everything
we
wanted,
yeah,
we
making
it
true
[Chorus] Biko,
give
me
money,
money,
money,
yeah
Money,
money,
money,
yeah,
we
run
it
up
Arum
choro
money,
money,
money,
yeah
Money,
money,
money,
let
the
blessings
cup
I
wanna
celebrate,
yeah,
celebrate
I
wanna
jubilate,
let
me
cash
out
and
calculate
Make
it
rain,
make
it
fall,
make
it
pour
Blessings
at
the
ceiling,
blessings
at
the
door
[Outro] Yeah,
we
celebrating,
we
elevating
No
more
waiting,
the
paper
is
calculating
Rain
it
down,
yeah,
make
it
rain
Bless
the
hustle,
wash
away
the
pain
Yeah,
we
balling
like
Messi (
Money,
money,
money)
It’
s
our
time
now. [
Fade
out]