Lyrics:
frills
Here's your bill now ease back
Ease back
(Kool Keith)
I'm back
Back to smack attack
Those who wack and lack my experience
Ignorance is bliss when we all living in regret
I'm living by myself
We all living by ourselves in 4 bed 3 bathroom pad
Except you're in the smallest room
Most niggaz want titles and they, rap for fame
I'm the Ghetto Bill gangsta, best hustling in the rap game
Homies run they mouth in the hood like Jose
and I'm feeling pretty nauseous
Steering through the storm being fairly cautious
And the ringing in my ears is so obnoxious
My body aches like at the center
not sure I know
Cos I've got bills here
and I've got loans there
I try not to care
Oh I'm tired I'm stressed out
By the lack of money that's in my
I can't eat off no hundred grand
I got cavities dat need fillin'
You can't feed a nigga Peanut Chews
Now put ya feet up in a nigga' shoes
A lack
song
Tight slot
Them dollars now that'll make her moan
Chorus:
You ever made love on a stack of dollar bills
A hundred feet in the sky so you know how
the bill who you see now respect that
Young, black, and strong keep me in ya tape deck
Heaven only knows (heaven only knows)
Heaven only knows
Heaven
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
no one else could reveal
Her new man said to meet him at eight
She came in dressed to the nines
But by ten it was clear he was more than late
Yea yea
Yea yea
And I don’t really care what they say
Ima do me either way
Get the money
Get the money
Get paid
I’m just living life
Day By Day
Day
home
In a tow truck all alone
Now I know
I went out drinking in New York
With bottle service just for sport
Pretending I was living life like
old thoughts
Driven by the pain, gotta stick to the plot
I'm tryna find a way to pay the bills I've got
Changing up the scene in my American Man Dream,
When appetites and psychological types
Get caught in the hype
It's tight from morning 'til night
I'm demanding my rights
Women's suffrage then black
downfall
Homies trying blackball cause I'm missing last call
See me going uphill now my phone is awol
They just hit the eightball so I miss they last call
In this dirty game keep your head
Nigga we don't feel the pain
Get your weight up realize money over fame
Dollar bill dollar bill I need my change
In
Risking this a high stake
Thinking I'm a light weight
Only blue bills
I took two pills now I'm floating
Who will bust a move
Did, You ain't show
hella overdue
Couldn't go away
I stayed in living rooms
I did that day for day
All summer afternoon
I was all alone, now I'm stranded in my bed
Mama
a squeeze
Surrounded by bugs, surrounded by bees
Got allergies, come out with a sneeze
Calling up my local friend, in Yapanese
Gonna go home, watch some DVDs
They just say the day was as fake as father christmas
Now I'm walking past everyone in the workplace
Trying not to make eye contact with no one
First
what it do, '09 style this time) (It's time to go in now, y'all)
(For real, making CREAM again, nigga, blaow!) (you already know, it's crunch time)
living
While I actively get chicken in the kitchen get to whipping
With three hoes like it was Christmas
Bills all blue like I was criping
But that's Fiji
[Verse 1]
I said listen, I'm a nigga on a mission
Do what I gotta to get my people in position
Help 'em envision a better living condition
Stop
you feel that the world's been passing you by
Can't help thinking somehow they're living a lie
Now I'm asking questions, I never thought I'd ask them
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