I Know I Got It Lyrics

Money ain't a thing

If I got it

And I know I got it

Before the money there was love

Running backwards

Forgot the login but know the password

Not sure where to start but know I'll have the last word

Leaving a legacy for afterlife to find the truths with what I write

The key is on the tail end as electric feels born in flight

Banding Wesleyan with bonds of Barry's temple

Discipline in thought and acts to

Lead by my example

Smoking packs a punch on the hump's of Joeys camel

Have no gun but full of ammo

could careless if you're not feeling me but know I give a damn though

About the quality within the craft

Artful skills within the rap

Tree of life tree of life about to sap

Kelly green with toes I tap

Legendary get a map

Find your place reveal facts

Mother Mary Father Gene

Stretching out my palms to read

Finding calm in all my needs

Meditating contemplative

Money trees and solvency

I know I got it

I know I got it

I know got it

Wisdom's my narcotic

Michauly caulkin

Home alone

Breathing in that brolic

Norm and Marv the Martian

Carnack's Johnny Carson

Daly type of stoic

Grateful Dead prez pardon

The interruptions in debating

My take is that I'm painting

Pictures layers fixtures haters

Stitches suchres interladen

Laced with frills I'm craven

Wes screaming Van Gogh

Vinnie McMahon strutting type of vandal

Geez Us Christ crossed applesauced up with chef curry type of handle

Hall of fame I'm aiming for my jersey on the mantle

Playing Mickey Mouse in Minnie's blouse

Castled up Walt Disney's house

Mister misses mistress spouse and listened to the system

Love my kids my wife and spitting

Chubby checkers Chester cheetah Twist and shouting wisdom

Flamin hot I'm getting

Cool with ranch I'm dipping

My toes into the sand

With the Beach views that I'm living

Before the money there was love

Before the money there was love

Money ain't a thang

If I got it

Then I'm gonna go and go and get it

Blowoff the door and hinges

What's screwed up

Exploding kittens

Psych I'm only kidding

Tarot cards I throw in riddlin

I'm mindful

I'm forgiven

Open up your mind and design what you've been given

Blank easel canvas paper trails that I'm leaving

Invissing ink and kissing pink chicken with my children

Condo in the city by the mill house where I'm grilling

Gazing at the stars in the Forest Hills I'm dreaming

Staring through the glass gazebo of my ceiling

Planetary Astro mode and interstellar

Island time in ACK and grind with Millies pillow

Money talks to me and tell her I live simple

Unique with luxury from weeping like the willow

Playboy hopping bunny

Popping where it's sunny

Cisco brewing Jimmy buffet margarita villa honey high nooning on a Monday

With me Mrs

Grant her wishes

She put me children in her tummy

Keeves and Gillis type of funny

Toe the edge but know the ledge

Can wobble when you're running

Fuck the sofa mat like JD Vance to pull out when you're coming