Lyrics
I touched down on a Thursday
They said what that's a work day
Well you can work for your money
I did it the smart way
I will not slave for nobody
Cause money makes money
So I set it up so that
My money makes money
I can go chill with my hunny
I can make songs with my friend
That's my buddy
Later they'll look back
They'll listen
They'll read oh now now now
Look how they study
Do not try and study
It'll drive you real nutty
This all is above me
My momma she love me
My sis is baking cakes
Feeding the chubby
My pops would rock to this song
Man I love y'all so much
Hope y'all all live long
When I arrived it was a Thursday
I came high it's not a work day
I am supplied I am still working
But in my own grooves
I make my own moves
I tried to do the work thing
I'm an inventor
It wasn't working
It wasn't working
It wasn't working
That's why I'm with you in person
You can decide on your next move
Prioritize what's best for you
Gotta make your plan and get your shit together
Gotta make your plan and get your shit together
Gotta make your plan and get your shit together