 I don't have much money, but don't you worry, baby One day we'll be rich In that one bedroom apartment with the mattress on the floor Tryna focus, but I'm running out of gas up in this floor Spending money on equipment that I barely could afford Close my eyes, hit open mics, and I imagine I'm on tour Your mama asking how much longer you chasing after this tour Told my girl I spent the last of the cash up in the drawer After this, you won't have to cover my half anymore