Lyrics:
money and
You can have my car keys baby
Max out all my credit cards
Till you look just like a star
I'll pay all your bills
Tell me baby what's
Jimmy was born in Bethlehem, Georgia
He grew up to be a carpenter by trade
We met four years ago on a job site
Said he'd just turned 29
like you
To undermine it all, it's a bill of snake oil
I wish the myths were true, but you should be so lucky
Roots? schmoots! you should know by
head like bill
For real
[Chorus:]
{Guru}
You won't be able to understand the power of Allah
That means god's plan, the hour's facing our man
And you're waiting you're not
Breathing holding your breath
Thinking how you gonna live when
You're surrounded by death?
We might be hiding in caves
With all
Use that metro card? Unlimited
Scars what I spit on bars bone chill she said
"No" to me what?! I just paid
The phone bills my stone-
-willed ego
escape
And we hope to please the men
We change our names
But we don't know the meaning for
Our own mistakes
We are called by words that stink
A deal
to pay the bills nigga
why'all playin' doorbell ditch, I'm dodgin' bullets with them real killas
Drug dealers with wild figgas, all the makin's of a foul
by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter
slang makin hits that thugs feel
demons guard ya grill
when they in my scope aim and i shoot to kill
and haters jealous cuz im stackin hundred dolla bill
could blame her
I guess that I've just loved you for too long
For too long!
You know they call my girl the Serpent Wrangler
Eating inchworms down by
lay that money down
He went out to his mom's house
And Jack went up the hill
To bury that old suitcase full of hundred dollar bills
Well he'd let it sit
out
And glass by glass the women pass
Say, healthy hearts make dusty songs
So 50-50 I'll be whiskeyed
And we'll stumble to the drunken horns
Well
struggle to get by
Shoot nuns, nothing said
I been rockin' with Kamachi since nine-five
You a pussy
I'm a fuckin' cat that got nine lives
I keep the ratchet
Kooked by caffeine
Sky wind machine
And the car absorbs it all
Shake shift rattle at me
We're both suckers for scenery
Should weather not match the mood?
Mama cryin', can't survive
She lost her mind, she's stressin' out
She needs to pay bills
Son took her money, daughter hungry
Bought the shit,
bills waving in my face
I could careless; I'm not impressed
Cuz all your smiles are the same
Life really sucks, well I'm alive
This is the life for
Signs, neon lights like a thief in the night
Who was woken with an open door
I'm serving time by myself for a crime
There's a reason I can't ignore
Holding
years old I made my first dollar bill
Ever sincee then I grew big and not small but still
There was times in my life when dad was straight broke
But
a voice from behind
(Tim)
No, no mate you wanna' hold the pears
'cause I've been watching you from over by the stairs
Turbo cash is cool you wanna'
How do rumours get started?
Started by the jealous people
They get mad
See something they had
And somebody else is holding
They tell me
and hard like Jack Frost bit me
So many new flows old flows start to panic
It's time they got built by the mic mechanic
y'all heard, I stay in hood
somebody else
To tell me that I'm stupid
Or maybe even cool
I'll leave it up to you
Trouble with your bills
I'll lend you all my cash
And you
and turn the lights out
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck
Private school, daycare, shit medical bills I pay that
I love your
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