Lyrics:
Million Dollar Memories

Translation: David Alan Coe. Million Dollar Memories.

Instructional videos on you tube, So I can teach you how to do what I do. Haters wanna knock me, but I'm not a damn door, I got a million dollars cash

it on the greediocracy (greediocracy) Fear of god The fear of change The fear of truth Add the bill of rights, subtract the wrongs There's no answers Memorize

production with VILLIAN we was chillin./South side,Swole brothas,who long ass braids,who real niggas stackin millions to tha ceilin./And naw I aint a soul,but got into it with dollar

And servin' time in the graveyard, times is hard But my world still remains the same Infested with anger, that's why I ride with probably one in the chamber I'm with million dollar

this heart and soul of mine Is filled with memories, chords, and rhymes And I know that I'm the future they can't see I could maybe make a million dollars

guitar in the pawn shop on the corner Hey, come on by and listen to my song Wow, Haggard, huh? I ain't never met him But I've seen at least a million

type often Livin' the ill life, sportin' Nike Delta forces I saw Scarface and got my first taste for power I never knew grams of powder could make bags of dollars

sisters locked down For all my peoples incarcerated, for those who ain't make it Yo, in the housing, thousands seen early graves Victims of wordily ways, memories