Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Another day, another dollar Paul Wall, baby Ayy I'm smokin' on that fye that be too hard to find I'm higher than a mountain top; I'm too high to climb Mindin' my beeswax, I'm in my own zone on my own Just me and my thoughts; I'm not alone Crawlin' in a Fleetwood Brougham through Acres Home Inside eggshell, soft memory foam Mind blown, cloud nine what I'm on The same ones talkin' down tryna be my clone Big Moe and a styrofoam; I'm medicated This for all the birthdays I never celebrated I'm underestimated right before I'm imitated I elevated my grind; I'm fully dedicated Starin' in the rear view, lookin' at the old me Happy is the only emotion I let control me Mental fortitude very strong Doin' me; let me carry on Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar I spent a hunnid on a whip; I'm 'bout to fuck it up Dropped a bag on the wheels just to scuff 'em up A band for a fo'; I'm 'bout to muddy up We used to stash 'em in a rusty ol' muddy truck They hatin' on the low; I see 'em huddled up Instead, I focus on me; my grind double up Put on my big boy pants; I had to toughen up I'm on my scutch; I'm not into all the scuttlebutt I'm pullin' up quick then I'm out like three strikes I'm in a foot of paper if you wanna be precise Twenty-five eight; I'm gettin' scratch like flea bites I'm known to put in overtime under the streetlights I'm out late weeknights to grind, untouched Gettin' bucks, unbothered by the outside fuss My leaf got a crush; satellite is a must I'm doin' me times infinity plus Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar Another day, another dollar