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up ur allowance
Writing down the vibes while im texting my accountant
Flew back to the city presidential like obama
Heard i made a dollar now they

Put your money where your mouth is your mouth is
She said go get that allowance allowance
Yeah you know that I'm about this I'm bout this
Close

who always pulled you though? 
They're all resting down in cornwall --
Writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition
Of the boy scout manual.

Thick As A Brick, Pt. 1

Jethro Tull

Thick as a Brick

1972

They're all resting down in Cornwall
Writing up their memoirs for a paperback edition
Of the Boy Scout manual

and say it's a shame.

Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.
Spin me down

Covet till we don't know how to act right, pivot look down cause that's tight
On everything that we don't like, yeah we got friends that we don't

The writing's on the wall
And the wolves are at your door
And we got nowhere to go
But we won't back down
No we won't back down
And we'll show them

(We gotta get this s** goin')
(We only chase the bag)

Money up, flip that money up 
Niggas counting my allowance
'Cause I'm rich now
Hyperthereckle

psychoanalyzed
Would we break down and cry
Are we terrified
By what we're afraid to find

All expenses paid
All allowance saved
All expenses paid
All allowance

to yourself and your head a palace
I do not care about your allowance
Fuck out my face imma keep a balance
And no need for investigation 
I swear you try

polluting every chance we see (Still)
Waves crashing in the misting sea (Uh-huh)
We live in misery

Thoughts make progress
Programs fade
No more allowance

avoided
If I had some ink reloaded
And that's all because writing is my therapy.

I'm getting real stressed out
I need some calming down
So I'm jotting some

Ima spend all my allowance
I don't play
My good should get the loudest
So I stay
Ima get some way around this
My way
Bet ima get around this
My way

lightning baby mama always  gripin always think I’m playing games bitch I’m steady fuckin writing either workin or I’m counting makin more than his allowance

to make my allowance bigger
When I'm hungry, be my server, I'm a big tipper
Prepared to count so much loud I should quiet down and whisper
Devilishly good

Gettaway

Missy Elliott

Supa Dupa Fly

1997

To the moon, we shine like stars
Lock down like metal bars

I be writing rhymes (yeah), writing rhymes everyday (writing rhymes everyday)
Don't you say no

Gettaway

Missy Elliott

Supa Dupa Fly [Clean]

1997

on Night line
Yeah, wouldn't you like to get away
To the moon, we shine like stars
Lock down like metal bars

I be writing rhymes (yeah), writing rhymes

they couldn't understand how long it took to write these psalms
I was openly writing poetry unbeknownst to me (yeah, get it)
Hopelessly
Tryna to get

you down
They don't want to see you doing something positive oh
Cause that's how they can take advantage of you
And they will take advantage of you

Bringing funk to my shit I keep my feet up on the couch
And when I’m running outta lyrics know we puff a ciggie down
I be writing all my shit when I wake up

want it ima take it I don't need allowance
Been about it and I didn't have to scream or shout it
She's arousing calls my number when she needs a round

these scars?
I run myself over with trinity cars
clso mow down these emotions with these light bars
Popped off the cap, no cap, the tight jar
Over comes

on the mic, I'm finna black, my nigga, like with this rapping, nigga, it's down packed my nigga
I'm bout to make another classic, nigga,
And with this pen in my

(yeah)
Yall niggas rolling loud
So they gotta pay him to rock a crowd (yeah)
I'm getting mad allowance
But I'm tryna find me a better house (yeah)
Settling