Golden Plans

Got a pocket full of dreams no coins just schemes

Building castles out of paper yeah I’m stacking these beams

She’s the spark in my engine the glow in my grind

While I chase these dollars she’s the gold I find

She says money’s just a tool

But baby we can bend the rules

We’re making money honey counting stars at night

Stacking love and dollar bills till the morning light

What’s the point of riches if your heart don’t sing

I’ve got a money-making plan and a girl to share the bling

Flipping time into treasure turning dust into shine

She’s the rhythm in my hustle she’s the sweet in my line

When the world gets heavy she’s the light I need

Got her laugh in my wallet that’s my real currency

She says cash can’t buy the truth

But we can write our own proof

We’re making money honey counting stars at night

Stacking love and dollar bills till the morning light

What’s the point of riches if your heart don’t sing

I’ve got a money-making plan and a girl to share the bling