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Lyrics
[Intro]
Too much on my plate
Too much on my pinky
Count it ‘til it ache
Every day I’m thinkin’
[Verse 1]
Woke up
Silk sheets
Same attitude
Phone blowin’ up
That’s gratitude
Black card slide
I don’t check totals
Whole squad up
Turn minors to moguls
Big throne
Big view of the whole town
Pulled up broke once
Had to turn it all around
Now my name on the door where the suits meet
But I still remember ramen and loose sleep
[Chorus]
Money on my mind
But it don’t own me
Living like a king
Let the gold crown hold me (yeah)
Stack after stack
I turn pressure into rings
I don’t chase the paper
It run to me like a king
Money on my mind
But it don’t own me
Living like a king
Every step feel holy
Came from the dirt
Now I toast when it stings
I don’t chase the paper
It run to me like a king (like a king)
[Verse 2]
Two phones buzzin’ on the marble table
Mama got a house
That’s a real-life fable
Pop champagne
But I still stay sober
Calculatin’ plays ‘til the game flip over
Red plate meals where we used to split fries
Private gate codes where we used to skip lines
Blessings on blessings
I keep the receipts
Rich in my spirit
Then flooded the streets
[Bridge]
I remember loose change in my nightstand
Now I sign deals with a slight hand (light hand)
Got a big life
But the heart stay clean
All this shine came from chasin’ one dream [crescendo]
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 14, 2026
Duration2:17
LanguageEnglish
Style
Bold trap anthem with glossy synth plucks, heavy 808s, and sharp hi-hats. Male vocals delivered with confident, elastic flows; hook stacks doubled vocals and ad-libs for a royal, swaggering feel. Verses stay sparse and punchy, bass carrying the groove; chorus explodes with extra percussion and wide stereo backing chants. Clean, bright mix that lets every flex land hard.
Credits
Prompt byMatrixElectric622
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Money and living life like a king
