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gave me a lot to think about. By the time I got off that tour and luckily went back to my day job, my bills were all pilling up! I couldn't keep up?my
could both chill at
None of that drama
That I come with attached
You already know that the bills still late
My water been paid
My electric bill ain't
When them bills due, niggas get ready cause no bullshit I'm buyin'
I'm a government baby, let me get my cheese, let me get my cheese
Got a Chevy trailer
Of repeating the past all over
Nothing’s what it seems
I even tried to start all over
But you returned in my dreams
And now I can’t seem to get any closer
Words & Music by Hank Snow
Darlin' I am, oh so blue, found the things that I gave you.
You returned them when you said that we must part.
I have
Hussein and Lot'nem
In a dark night like Gotham
'Stead I got spurred by Tottenham (Dylan)
I'm just gon' chill for the day
I know my bills been paid
I know
to squeeze me real tight
Double oh seven is back..
Ra has returned, to romance em, better than Johnny Handsome
When I was young, women said, "Damn son"
of luxury
I got bills to pay in the lap of luxury
Well I want to stay in the lap of luxury
Yeah
Is it wrong? Is it wrong? To have it so good
Is it wrong? Is
climb up the mountain
Give my mama a house and count my money by the thousands
Real shit, I'm tryna count it up, real shit
Nigga, I got a chip on my
life
Sweaty palms and a dead end job have become the girl I knew
She wants her masters and a real estate license by summer twenty two
I know that
to address
Anyone who’s ever been affected by the process
That I chose in order for me to progress
Sometimes I just have a little to much excess
They can’t
but shit on hisself and a funky bill
Pullin out bills, frontin on material shit
that's when I get to killin shit (killin shit)
And settin 'im up
A better place to be
And me I can't be staying
With all these fools a praying
For a place that none of them have seen
Down the cantina
There's my sweet
signs, darkened skylines
And you'll get nothing returned, just broken, blistered and burned
I know you might be feeling kinda trapped
Rest assured,
the grave
One day a young and beautiful girl
She had a dream, a dream of love
A nice guy with black hair on a boat
Approached her calling: my dear bride
direction; I'm coming home
The party's over
The band has left the stage
Is this really the final page
I have gazed on every page of every book of blunt desires
The fish were a bitin' we're gonna have fun
Then a big man come and say I'm a game warden
And he chases me and brother Bill away
He said take 'em out
embarrassed and baby I was straight up walkin in truthfulness
And never again do I have to worry about Ruthless
ROO! Give me that paper paper paper paper
We got
baby on your arm
In spite of bills
And other minor ills
Somehow we manage to survive
It's great to be in love
To have a roof above
And watch
I wish that every day
That a hustler could make it out the ship
Got my family, bills paid, new crib
I wish that every day
I could make a hunnid
trying to have more money Than the Federal reserve.
Man I'm about them bills
Get it how you live
My nigga buying weight so I had to Give a deal
Nigga did
you do me
I'mma do you before you do me
You must have lost your mind
Small boy take your time
Mi said take your time
You must have lost your mind
or any miracles
But I'm doin' better on my own
So if you see me, walk on by, babe
Don't say nothin', walk on by now
Do yourself a favor, walk on by
OOOUUU, this beat is nasty
Arkitek send me the bill so I can Get active
All ready plotting on how to Control the narrative
Applying pressure by any
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