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Financial Literacy Video (MV)




Performed By: Granddad Woolly
Language: English
Written by: CHRISTOPHER CARTER
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Granddad Woolly - Financial Literacy Lyrics




Bout the money, something bout the money/
Gotta get the money, it's all about the money like/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money work nigga/

Cause in my 20s pockets hurt nigga/
2 week wage was a curse nigga/
Disrespected every dollar had the worst figures/
Credit score was 400, ran them cards in the dirt nigga down bad/
I'm never mindful of amounts/
Overdrafts steady hitting now they closing my accounts/
Tried to get a fresh check, them niggas told me bounce/
I lost weight upon my name, that shit was less than an ounce, what we talking bout/
Like how I never paid a student loan/
Voice mail when Sallie Mae would hit my phone, I ain't got it baby/
Same time I'm with my girl, yeah I got it baby/
Buying bullshit just for kicks, I was f*cking crazy/
Bills late, and that rent wasn't renting/
Living fiction while I'm playing with evictions/
Cnd never saved a dime, if I get it then I'm spending/
C 7 year habit until life threw a kid in, and then it started clicking/

You know my people never taught us on the paper/
You either learn now or learn later/
That 9 to 5 ain't a promised land taker/
That's real talk, I ain't trying be a hater, all I'm saying/
Is gon head get ya money playa/
Gon head and get ya money playa, but let it work for you/
Generate that first generation type of wealth/
Let it be an inspiration for the next ones, now/

Dirty 30's had to clean up the act/
I took myself from out that financial trap, how you get it back/
I educated up, you gotta learn to love it/
Taking notes from the Ramsay's to the Buffets/
Cleared out the debt, got my name some respect/
Credit got good, 8 accounts for the checks/ oh you trying flex/
That's not the goal but I'll say it with my chest/
There's so much more when they try to show you less/
Them dead end jobs only want your last breath/
Better take a leap of faith but that's only if you stretch/
I woke up to the market, long time that I slept/
You really out your mind if you don't invest, that's a bet/
The new casino, and I'm heavy with the blue chip/
Calls and the puts and they print/
Got a lot in crypto, you may think I'm skitzo/
Low-key tryna see what this web3 really hit fo'/
Dabble in some real estate, it's been a family biz lord knows I tried to stray/
Move the dough tell it stay, round here we don't play bout that ROTH IRc or that 401K, ain't no limit here/
Cnd my son's already on his way/
That allowance split half save it for a rainy day/
Have it growing overtime, teach him patience, how it pays/
So when he hit my age, he ain't never gotta say something crazy like/

You know my people never taught us on the paper/
You either learn now or learn later/
That 9 to 5 ain't a promised land taker/
That's real talk, I ain't trying be a hater, all I'm saying/
Is gon head get ya money playa/
Gon head and get ya money playa, but let it work for you/
Generate that first generation type of wealth/
Let it be an inspiration for the next ones, now/

It's all about the money, it's all about the money/
You gotta get the money, we living for the money like/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money, work/
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English

Bout the money, something bout the money/
Gotta get the money, it's all about the money like/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money work nigga/

Cause in my 20s pockets hurt nigga/
2 week wage was a curse nigga/
Disrespected every dollar had the worst figures/
Credit score was 400, ran them cards in the dirt nigga down bad/
I'm never mindful of amounts/
Overdrafts steady hitting now they closing my accounts/
Tried to get a fresh check, them niggas told me bounce/
I lost weight upon my name, that shit was less than an ounce, what we talking bout/
Like how I never paid a student loan/
Voice mail when Sallie Mae would hit my phone, I ain't got it baby/
Same time I'm with my girl, yeah I got it baby/
Buying bullshit just for kicks, I was f*cking crazy/
Bills late, and that rent wasn't renting/
Living fiction while I'm playing with evictions/
Cnd never saved a dime, if I get it then I'm spending/
C 7 year habit until life threw a kid in, and then it started clicking/

You know my people never taught us on the paper/
You either learn now or learn later/
That 9 to 5 ain't a promised land taker/
That's real talk, I ain't trying be a hater, all I'm saying/
Is gon head get ya money playa/
Gon head and get ya money playa, but let it work for you/
Generate that first generation type of wealth/
Let it be an inspiration for the next ones, now/

Dirty 30's had to clean up the act/
I took myself from out that financial trap, how you get it back/
I educated up, you gotta learn to love it/
Taking notes from the Ramsay's to the Buffets/
Cleared out the debt, got my name some respect/
Credit got good, 8 accounts for the checks/ oh you trying flex/
That's not the goal but I'll say it with my chest/
There's so much more when they try to show you less/
Them dead end jobs only want your last breath/
Better take a leap of faith but that's only if you stretch/
I woke up to the market, long time that I slept/
You really out your mind if you don't invest, that's a bet/
The new casino, and I'm heavy with the blue chip/
Calls and the puts and they print/
Got a lot in crypto, you may think I'm skitzo/
Low-key tryna see what this web3 really hit fo'/
Dabble in some real estate, it's been a family biz lord knows I tried to stray/
Move the dough tell it stay, round here we don't play bout that ROTH IRc or that 401K, ain't no limit here/
Cnd my son's already on his way/
That allowance split half save it for a rainy day/
Have it growing overtime, teach him patience, how it pays/
So when he hit my age, he ain't never gotta say something crazy like/

You know my people never taught us on the paper/
You either learn now or learn later/
That 9 to 5 ain't a promised land taker/
That's real talk, I ain't trying be a hater, all I'm saying/
Is gon head get ya money playa/
Gon head and get ya money playa, but let it work for you/
Generate that first generation type of wealth/
Let it be an inspiration for the next ones, now/

It's all about the money, it's all about the money/
You gotta get the money, we living for the money like/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money/
Make money money, make money money money, work/
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Writer: CHRISTOPHER CARTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave


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