Lyrics:
a lot just to give em a kiss
Is hard to survive on the streets So i got a job and I cover the Bill's
When the day goes by
You already know, you running
(right)
Call me Young Johnny, call me Lil' Rittz
Even if I'm broke you could still feel rich
Hundred dollar bills, and the millions, brilliance
Gotta
from South Central
Not sayin I'm the baddest but I know I got potential
For every black man hung lyrically I lynch you
Your style is kinda dry hope
I don't know what it is
And maybe it's just me
But every time I go out to a spot
I feel like I got a better chance at getting shot
Then somebody
[Chorus: x4]
In this life one thing counts
In the bank, large amounts
Now everybody wants a piece of my pocket
And it don't help when I'm
Tooooooo
Ice on me
Your b***ch on me
Don't sleep on me
Put your bills on me
Paaaaaaw
Mo4kin Talksick by the way
I don't understand why this niggas trippin
Got the place surrounded
Don't know how they found it
Man, fuck that money, ain't no time to count it
Got to get to movin'
Only god can save us
You never know what you're missing
You can't see what you can't see
By the time you got your eyes open
Everybody starts to leave
And I don't know
Over the bills
And you got a nice new house
In the hills
Everybody doing good
Eating good
Living good
Being good
Yeah stand for your dreams
Go and get it
Feel their presence every day
Working day by day
For a minimum wage
I can barely pay
My bills today
Oh, I don’t care
I’m happy here
I don’t need
Electric Company backed up
By Schoolhouse Rock, shit
Didn't have no bills then
But now I got bills
Seems like I'm only a bill
And livin' only for skrill
I
Cigarette lit and, a murder of crows fly by as i motion my eyes to the sky
everybody go home its going down tonight
everybody get out its going down
and I gettin robbed by the ??
And everything you know and love is getting sold up (sold up)
Sold out in the frenzy for the goldrush
x2
Look at the pop
money
But when I do they can't take it from me
So when I stand on top of the hill
Surrounded by all the bodies I killed
Just know that I did it on my own
the problem is they don't fuck with me, everybody see me as a threat
Yeah yeah, I know this sounds like some fresh air
If you don't hear me right use your
New drip on my back Ima go
Ima slide through everybody finna know
Y'all can keep your heads in the clouds Ima float
Making all that shit rain like my
And from city hall comes the wire that said simply boo'
Here comes the judge, here comes the judge, judge to judge
Well I think by now you know how leftists
everybody know us in the streets, we like royalty
Commandin' respect and demandin' click loyalty
If you ain't down with freein' Pimp C then fuck all y'all
A two dollar bill that you've had for twenty some years in a drawer
Covered by the old familiar melody of home
Tattered like the edges
our dowered soil
Draw harrowed audience
They crowd only by force of vote
And force is violence
They just want shelter some have never known a home
But
fuckers wanna be who you ought to be in by 3
Fuck album release
At End of the night when the mind play me
Lucid dreams come find me astrally
In a time zone
I can never rest until I know the bills paid
Thrills pay but the guilt weighs
There ain't nothing in this world
That a full day's work can't fix
Girl you lock my heart I don't know where you took the keys to
Pull up for my shawty and i might pay all your bills too
Sometimes I get scared that I
magnum
I just got signed
Everybody on my line, they wanna know the taxes
Do Rock got mansion? 30k to my moms
The hood turnt up, bitches, bottles, dope
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