Lyrics

Old Mac had a dream so real,
E-I-E-I, tryna make mills.
Started from nothin’, had to build that field,
Now he got land and a house on the hills.

Old Mac knew that the grind takes time,
Patience, work, every dime.
Now he got wealth, but he still gives back,
Never forgot where he started at.

[Verse 1]

Used to be broke, had to work all day,
No sleep, no rest, just bills to pay.
They laughed at the grind, said “he won’t go far,”
Now he's up there, livin’ large.

Had some snakes, had some rats,
Had some wolves tryna stab his back.
Still, he worked, never lost his track,
Now he owns what they said he lacked.

[Verse 2]

Built his farm from a single seed,
Grew that dream, now he don’t need.
Didn’t switch up, didn’t move greed,
Still breaks bread, still plants that tree.

Money ain’t worth more than the way you live,
It’s ‘bout the hearts that you choose to give.
Old Mac stood, now he stands tall,
Work pays off when you risk it all.