Lyrics:
the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy
the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy
I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these g-damn food stamps don't buy diapers
Talking shit Greeny give ya head a clack
Greeny shout out his best friend named Jack
You know green bean got the best stack
By the end of this song his name
a Fruit Roll Up
You know what, I'm too damn good
So I'mma blow up like tryna
Microwave a canned good
Ya man good, I spray mine
Since a kid, I was like
Let me tell you a little story about the slave master
Use a whip on your ass so you behave faster
You got chains on your neck and the man's respect
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
like Demongo
Buyin' slab 'Woods by the bulk, I won't light a fronto
Puttin' out some cheese if it's beef, treat it like a taco
If he don't shut his
A zoo why you feel amused
We just buying some time until the rent is do
Man we need to repent and blow out the sin
I ain't talking A vent but we need
should know by now
I'm not the boy for you
You're not to blame
Always ends the same
I know you think that you're safe
Sister
Harmless affection
it simmer and wither
Caught by the tethers
Soot, sought and sewed into letters
Better ledge with lever than whoever
Let them think
Bop bop header
Go
too much
Get a little too buzzed and think
Think you can sing good
Take it too far
And think you're Bruno Mars
And end up knocked out
By a bouncer
y'all all gon
Say my raps is hot
And clearly I showed y'all how to
Take away half the dots Your
Man Mickey keep running his mouth like
I won't grab
should know by now
I'm not the boy for you
You're not to blame
Always ends the same
I know you think that you're safe
Sister
Harmless affection
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against
with me
ESGN and to the end, I feed the killers
Pray the Lord'll take my breath before I be like this monkey nigga
Just a whole lot of rapping, but no
the ding reverse
Bro said the sound don't make sense
But it sound like wind when it blow it hurts
Best know this mask ain't bout halloween
Mans got dat
him, a whitey
This pathetic, braggin' monkey face faggot deaded
Comin' through the stairs with blow in his mouth, desperate
Watchin' him lookin'
ache)
You'll taste them (when you're awake)
For at the very break of day
The peanut vendor's on his way
At dawning the whistle blows
(through every
I'm battling me
Sometimes I end up the discrete
Stay far away cause I once was deceived
I never like climbing trees
Guess I do not have that monkey in
busted his ass
Loved what he did, he made his customers laugh
But he couldn’t ever satiate the monkey on his back
He didn’t really smoke much. Only when he
You should know by now
I'm not the boy for you
You're not to blame
Always ends the same, whoa
I know you think that you're safe
Sister
Harmless
his hat, so I stopped him for a while
He delivered me a message, a massage to soothe my stage
What it was was more then plug-up dosage
More than
his hat, so I stopped him for a while
He delivered me a message, a massage to soothe my stage
What it was was more then plug-up dosage
More than
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