I got no time to waste, I got more bills to pay, I got more mouths to feed, now, now, now, I got no time to play, I got no need to stay, and with no money for round, round, what's a king without a crown? what's a car without some sound?
Well I'll be on my civic sucker shit, whether I pimped out 4 doors
With a wood grain dashboard, a rim that sits low
With an embroided headrest, yeah that be dead fresh, in ya ear like headsets
Sleepy I, forever grind, no best rest
I can't depend on that next chick 'cause it ain't about shit
The type of rope that got me searchin' through my mommas couches
With some loose change, I got that dollar menu
Mcdouble and a small fry, the lightest sweet tea with blended
Now here it is Monday, but it'll get me through till Wednesday
It'll kill them hunger pains, even though it ain't fufillin
I might do with what god gave me, and I take it day by day
I would come around more often but I can't stay
Try not to step on my toe, with those soul
Bank roll, you blow and roll, on stripper pole pros, you barely know
Make it rain
If I was paid with no knowledge of two months late on my mortgage in the hood
That ain't save I'd do the same thing
Our wish for thankin' ain't shit, with our genes
I can't define how I feel, that's why I'm searchin for meaning
No need to pinch me in my playa sleep, I know when I'm dreamin'
My momma tell me be careful, because she know when I'm scheming
Lottery winners don't run in my family, Noh threw 7 dice, in one night, ain't no sense in me gamblin
We just ?, maybe dare will listen to me if I pull the strap out
Now give me everything or imma black out
(Chrous)
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