[Verse 1] I was chillin' on the couch Scrollin' through the same old feed Saw a chart climb slow, then it leaped up steep Typed one ticker in, hit “buy”, felt heat Lil' rush in my ribs Like the floor jumped under my feet Checked back once, up a couple Checked back twice, now it doubled Heart say “cash out”, pride say “nah” Brain runnin' numbers like a late-night job Every green little candle on the screen Whispered “one more shot, you can stretch that dream” [Chorus] I got hooked on the highs of the market (yeah) Every click, every tick, I’m a target Mr. Money Bags Chasin' charts like a habit I need Say I’m only tryna build me a future But it feel like I’m chasin' that teaser Mr. Money Bags Turned investment to a craving for green (for green, for green) [Verse 2] Used to stash in a jar Just coins, broke kid kinda safe Now I split stacks, bonds, funds, real estate Learned lingo, late night videos play “Diversify, wait, don’t panic, be brave” But the phone glow bright when I lie in bed Red days hurt, green days in my head Refresh, refresh, palms start sweat Tellin' friends it’s “long term”, but I’m glued to the steps Mama said, “Boy, let your money breathe” But I’m chart-watch walkin' like I’m lost in a dream Every dip look cheap, every spike feel sweet That slow, slow build turned to speed I need [Chorus] I got hooked on the highs of the market (uh) Every click, every tick, I’m a target Mr. Money Bags Chasin' charts like a habit I need Say I’m only tryna build me a future But it feel like I’m chasin' that teaser Mr. Money Bags Turned investment to a craving for green (for green, for green) [Bridge] Is it growth, is it greed? Is it planning, or just need? Talk “patience” when I speak But inside I’m tryna feed That itch when the line break out the frame That twitch when my name rise up in gain I pray I’m buildin' more than a game I pray I’m more than a slave to the change [Chorus] I got hooked on the highs of the market Every click, every tick, I’m a target Mr. Money Bags Chasin' charts like a habit I need If I lose, I’ma learn, get wiser If I win, I’ma push it up higher Mr. Money Bags Turned investment to a craving for green (for green) (yeah, I’m addicted to the green)

rap, Boom-bap cypher groove with crisp drums over a looping, dusty piano riff and vinyl crackle; male vocals trade half-sung hooks with tight, punchy rap verses. Energy starts laid-back and sly, then ramps into an almost chanted chorus with stacked harmonies on key phrases. Occasional DJ-style cuts on bar ends and subtle bass swells under the hook keep it hypnotic and head-nod friendly., simple, male vocals

Addicted To The Green