Many sleep on concrete,

Many sleep on bed of Roses,

The days of poverty was my home,

In the streets like the white lines,

Living on the Bank of Hope.

Days with mom at the Bus park,

I told her 1 day Mom,

You will be riding shotgun,

My Queen in front,

Why sit in the back like Rosa Parks.

An idea is where it all starts,

An Elephant never forgets,

To overcome is indeed a very difficult task.

Imagine a bank in my pocket,

Wow.. Mad Money.

Dollar bills inside my pocket like a Mint,

camera flash, Ripley's believe it or Not.

Printing dollar bill notes like Vista Print.

Hard work comes with celebration,

After a storm comes a calm,

Imagine having your very own company,

Although no man stands alone,

Together Everyone achieve more.

Making big waves like the ocean,

The stars shines,

the observers watches,

Us Spotify..

Neat & Clean lifestyle just say it's Tidal.

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