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up need a new crib
Shawty trippin say she need a new body
You ain't even feed yo kids
Wassaname just went and got her body
He ain't even pay his bills

Watching 10 bitches pass like a dollar bill
Niggas living delusions like this shit is real
Y'all working for houses
Baby need a citadel
Running ones

Neva' let life's ills catch you slippin' off yo' feels
Almighty dollar bill hard ta' come by
DEFCON
Level Three, Two, One
When my brethren ride catch

So much post signs
N lights posts 
Just went past two miles
Ima go 100 more 
Barely see my child 
It’s been two weeks 
Since I been home
Im fuckin

wavy, the moon child, control the tide
Pendulum swingin', slower degenerate movie
I see a odd future with no past
I'm so gassed, I'm on E
Don't give a F,

gone and paid all bills and fines
And all the world has
I wouldn't want anything more
If you weren't there right by my side
So now...

(I'm on the run)

of into our present day
I'm so sick of this repetitive cycle
Busting your ass check to check still barley pay the light bill
All bruised as batted up but

most anything, for your dollar
I know you’re pretty new, but all you have to do
Is let me know that you won’t snatch up my collar

If I had a bill for

No, no, no, I got some shit for y'all niggas. Hold up!
I'm 'bout to set it on y'all niggas!

I been that Indigo Child since the birth of me. Perfect

I die, females fall when I pass by

[Chorus]

[Mike Jones]
You know me; hundred dollar bills on my fold up, 80 4's every time I roll up
Purple drink

a psychopathologist, pathologically I'd exist
Infamous, run with the twist

[Chorus: repeat 16X]
Run for your life

[Ill Bill]
Reports provided by department

pies I ain't talkin' drugs
I got bills I ain't talkin' ones
I ain't even alive, I ain't talkin' much

I don't need to survive, I'll just respawn
Cold

where I belong
She hate me when I'm gone
She love me when my pockets full
This why I travel alone
Blue bills equal a birkin
Regular Louie don't matter no

(Turn it up Jordan)
Heart is filled
Filled with guilt
Feels surreal
I just don't know how to feel
Pockets filled
Filled with bills
Feelings full but

By now I should be three hours down the interstate
They talked me into stay one more night to celebrate
It's hard to believe the boys are raising

ILL Bill and Sicknature spit hatred
All these other cats are dick-faces
I lift trains and throw em at airplanes
Spit flames, switch lanes
My fist

your time
You ain’t gotta say sorry
If you’re always exhausted
You can’t help anybody

Through all the work and the wages
Bills and the tax through all

ha?)
By 21 year old got on her waist (Half-A-Mil)
That might get her bills paid
Park the Vintage in the driveway, uhh
Slide off in the Wagon with Dom K

Money run the town
Make the world go round
Make them hands go up
Make that Klein come down
Make you run your bills
Rob you of your time
It's mind

of barbecue
I was raised by the pigs of fortitude
Rusted by years of long misuse
Overhaul long overdue
It's a town brought up on textile mills
Them down home

Sus looks in a blacked out Honda
False statements made by fake men
Still I preach while they ponder
Point blank when I count to 10
Bill mine up

Unemployment days
By: Ken David
Sitting all alone, talking on the phone
Everyone I know is out of work
And we're trying to survive, yeah, keep

been or what you ordered
I was wrapping up the street and you walked past and you ignored

And I got petty bills inside my pocket pants I highlight real

Grown Man Business

Brian McKnight

Grown Man Business

2005

with the bills or car note (no)
And although he got a young back, he don't know about that real stroke 
(that you really need)
I bet you thought that