M.O.E
What it do?
It's ya boy, E
Stick and Move
Trillionaire, don't be scared
This the sound of victory
Nike Air, 2 a pair to
Stomp you out your misery
Rollie on, Rothschild
Gold Bullion, God's child
Esus looking like he got a Billi for the argyle
Jeans= McQueen art style
Speaking as a dreamer
All while surpassing The Beatles
B is lit, we the clique
Nigga, we coming for this
Pop shit, Rock shit, Rap shit
#FACTS bitch
Stuntin', gettin' baskets
Whoops, I meant buckets, f*ck it
Kobe of this rap shit
'Cause once I'm up, I never pass it
Trillionaire, don't be scared
This the sound of victory
Nike Air, 2 a pair to
Stomp you out your misery
I'm a Roman God today
F*ck with me? It's bombs away
When I was broke, armies never walked with me
When I was broke, bad bitches never talked to me
When I was broke, dad left 'fore I could walk, you see?
Once I'm rich, dad, don't you ever talk to me
Trillionaire, don't be scared
This the sound of victory
Nike Air, 2 a pair to
Stomp you out your misery
It's lit
They say "Money make the world go round"
I say "Root of all evil now"
They do this for diamonds and pearls, wow
I do this for the people, bow
In 1992, momma gave me life
With an umbilical cord and a will of light
When I was 15, God came into my life
With a skill to record and a will to fight
Money know what to say
Money know where to go
Hammer of Thor, mayne
Wish I could stay throwed
Money know what to say
Money know where to go
I ain't talking MC
When I say "We'll let that Hammer blow"
I got cowards tryna stop me from my destiny
I'mma give it everything, plus what's left of me
I got cowards tryna stop me from my destiny
Make sure they mention me for the next century
God's Will
Eric King - Trillionaire Lyrics
Eric King - Trillionaire Lyrics
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M.O.E
What it do?
It's ya boy, E
Stick and Move
Trillionaire, don't be scared
This the sound of victory
Nike Air, 2 a pair to
Stomp you out your misery
Rollie on, Rothschild
Gold Bullion, God's child
Esus looking like he got a Billi for the argyle
Jeans= McQueen art style
Speaking as a dreamer
All while surpassing The Beatles
B is lit, we the clique
Nigga, we coming for this
Pop shit, Rock shit, Rap shit
#FACTS bitch
Stuntin', gettin' baskets
Whoops, I meant buckets, f*ck it
Kobe of this rap shit
'Cause once I'm up, I never pass it
Trillionaire, don't be scared
This the sound of victory
Nike Air, 2 a pair to
Stomp you out your misery
I'm a Roman God today
F*ck with me? It's bombs away
When I was broke, armies never walked with me
When I was broke, bad bitches never talked to me
When I was broke, dad left 'fore I could walk, you see?
Once I'm rich, dad, don't you ever talk to me
Trillionaire, don't be scared
This the sound of victory
Nike Air, 2 a pair to
Stomp you out your misery
It's lit
They say "Money make the world go round"
I say "Root of all evil now"
They do this for diamonds and pearls, wow
I do this for the people, bow
In 1992, momma gave me life
With an umbilical cord and a will of light
When I was 15, God came into my life
With a skill to record and a will to fight
Money know what to say
Money know where to go
Hammer of Thor, mayne
Wish I could stay throwed
Money know what to say
Money know where to go
I ain't talking MC
When I say "We'll let that Hammer blow"
I got cowards tryna stop me from my destiny
I'mma give it everything, plus what's left of me
I got cowards tryna stop me from my destiny
Make sure they mention me for the next century
God's Will
What it do?
It's ya boy, E
Stick and Move
Trillionaire, don't be scared
This the sound of victory
Nike Air, 2 a pair to
Stomp you out your misery
Rollie on, Rothschild
Gold Bullion, God's child
Esus looking like he got a Billi for the argyle
Jeans= McQueen art style
Speaking as a dreamer
All while surpassing The Beatles
B is lit, we the clique
Nigga, we coming for this
Pop shit, Rock shit, Rap shit
#FACTS bitch
Stuntin', gettin' baskets
Whoops, I meant buckets, f*ck it
Kobe of this rap shit
'Cause once I'm up, I never pass it
Trillionaire, don't be scared
This the sound of victory
Nike Air, 2 a pair to
Stomp you out your misery
I'm a Roman God today
F*ck with me? It's bombs away
When I was broke, armies never walked with me
When I was broke, bad bitches never talked to me
When I was broke, dad left 'fore I could walk, you see?
Once I'm rich, dad, don't you ever talk to me
Trillionaire, don't be scared
This the sound of victory
Nike Air, 2 a pair to
Stomp you out your misery
It's lit
They say "Money make the world go round"
I say "Root of all evil now"
They do this for diamonds and pearls, wow
I do this for the people, bow
In 1992, momma gave me life
With an umbilical cord and a will of light
When I was 15, God came into my life
With a skill to record and a will to fight
Money know what to say
Money know where to go
Hammer of Thor, mayne
Wish I could stay throwed
Money know what to say
Money know where to go
I ain't talking MC
When I say "We'll let that Hammer blow"
I got cowards tryna stop me from my destiny
I'mma give it everything, plus what's left of me
I got cowards tryna stop me from my destiny
Make sure they mention me for the next century
God's Will
Writer: Eric Pina
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