BY KCEE FT KELLY

(Chorus)
Mary Jane my sweet heart, we grind 'til we shine,
Stackin’ up that dough, baby, money’s all mine.
Trillion dollar dreams, livin’ life on the edge,
Private jet flyin’ high, teeterin’ on that ledge.

(Verse 1)
Hustle hard, no slack, yeah, we makin' moves,
Countin' stacks, that paper, got somethin' to prove.
I’m the king of this jungle, raw like a beast,
b*tch, I feast on the dreams that you think are least.

(Chorus)
Mary Jane my sweet heart, we grind 'til we shine,
Stackin’ up that dough, baby, money’s all mine.
Trillion dollar dreams, livin’ life on the edge,
Private jet flyin’ high, teeterin’ on that ledge.

(Verse 2)
Baby come closer, let’s toast to the grind,
In this life of luxury, ain't no time to rewind.
Cash rules everything, it’s all in the hustle,
Flexin’ on the haters, watch the muscle tussle.

(Bridge)
Runnin’ laps around these fools, call it track meet,
We eatin’ good, every day’s a feast, can’t you see?
Countin’ blessings, countin’ checks, stacking up the racks,
In this world of flippin’ stacks, never cuttin’ slack.

(Chorus)
Mary Jane my sweet heart, we grind 'til we shine,
Stackin’ up that dough, baby, money’s all mine.
Trillion dollar dreams, livin’ life on the edge,
Private jet flyin’ high, teeterin’ on that ledge.

(Outro)
So raise your glass, toast to the hustle we own,
With Mary Jane my sweet heart, we ain't never alone.
Beneath the stars, baby, we light up the night,
F*** the struggles, we livin' every moment tight!