Now baby I can take you to moss But I ain't got no gas in the car You can walk right nextdoor to the bar You should just be happy to fuck with a star Now baby we can go to Brazil But it'd be cheaper if we sat here and chilled I got a lot of problems and a whole lotta bills Fuck what ya heard I'm just keepin it real
Seemed like yesterday I was in Malibu spendin back and givin gifts like santa do Now they ask me Ya Boy why the attitiude? I'm broke and I need some dollas bitch you gotta few? My bitch tell me rap ain't gone work, I need to give it up adn go put on a Fed Ex shirt What makes it worse, is I'm 5000 a verse Without havin a curse I'm ten no one tryna spend So I'm abck to ma mamma house, she gave my room to ma sister... now I'm sleepin on the couch And they ask what I find about, cause I'm the hottest on the west and I'm down and out Now tell me remember them diamonds on my wrist no more yesterday I had to pawn that shit I'm stressin, I got salad with no dressin Was livin the life now I'm stuckin in the recession. shit Now baby I can take you to moss But I ain't got no gas in the car You can walk right nextdoor to the bar You should just be happy to fuck with a star Now baby we can go to Brazil But it'd be cheaper if we sat here and chilled I got a lot of problems and a whole lotta bills Fuck what ya heard I'm just keepin it real
They just cutt off the water in ma building Bathing outta water bottles not a good feeling No bitch I ain't got no sugar you can borrow
Let me get a candle cause my lights get cut out tomorrow No food in the refridgerator just Kool-Aid and some KFC mashed potatoes cans omebody call an exterminator cause the cockroach just stole my pack of Nialators Tattoos on the front back and side of me, now honestly what job gone now you need Mann this rap shits fucked up it seem like everybody havin tough luck, pull out the bicycles put the gas pumps up The gasoline crisis baby that what's up I need a good meal and I need a hair cut My pockets inside out nigga and what, yeah
Now baby I can take you to moss But I ain't got no gas in the car You can walk right nextdoor to the bar You should just be happy to fuck with a star Now baby we can go to Brazil But it'd be cheaper if we sat here and chilled I got a lot of problems and a whole lotta bills Fuck what ya heard I'm just keepin it real
Even chicken is expensive, it's six dollars just to egg a niggas window And drive bys cost too, so they on bicycles doin what they gota do Look Ma bitch say she won't miss the childs, I turned around and looked at her bitch how? I caint even afford to wax your eyebrows, it's hotdogs on the stove girl pipe down I went from the green leaves to the blacka dn mile, and I done went from the iphones to the burn outs, polly seeds and corn nuts got me turned out, but anything goes when you in a paper drought I'm tired of rap niggas talkin what they paper bout, when they ain't got enough dough to start a bank account Got money betta know it's a blessing, let's see how long you can survive this recession
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Now baby I can take you to moss But I ain't got no gas in the car You can walk right nextdoor to the bar You should just be happy to fuck with a star Now baby we can go to Brazil But it'd be cheaper if we sat here and chilled I got a lot of problems and a whole lotta bills Fuck what ya heard I'm just keepin it real
Seemed like yesterday I was in Malibu spendin back and givin gifts like santa do Now they ask me Ya Boy why the attitiude? I'm broke and I need some dollas bitch you gotta few? My bitch tell me rap ain't gone work, I need to give it up adn go put on a Fed Ex shirt What makes it worse, is I'm 5000 a verse Without havin a curse I'm ten no one tryna spend So I'm abck to ma mamma house, she gave my room to ma sister... now I'm sleepin on the couch And they ask what I find about, cause I'm the hottest on the west and I'm down and out Now tell me remember them diamonds on my wrist no more yesterday I had to pawn that shit I'm stressin, I got salad with no dressin Was livin the life now I'm stuckin in the recession. shit Now baby I can take you to moss But I ain't got no gas in the car You can walk right nextdoor to the bar You should just be happy to fuck with a star Now baby we can go to Brazil But it'd be cheaper if we sat here and chilled I got a lot of problems and a whole lotta bills Fuck what ya heard I'm just keepin it real
They just cutt off the water in ma building Bathing outta water bottles not a good feeling No bitch I ain't got no sugar you can borrow
Let me get a candle cause my lights get cut out tomorrow No food in the refridgerator just Kool-Aid and some KFC mashed potatoes cans omebody call an exterminator cause the cockroach just stole my pack of Nialators Tattoos on the front back and side of me, now honestly what job gone now you need Mann this rap shits fucked up it seem like everybody havin tough luck, pull out the bicycles put the gas pumps up The gasoline crisis baby that what's up I need a good meal and I need a hair cut My pockets inside out nigga and what, yeah
Now baby I can take you to moss But I ain't got no gas in the car You can walk right nextdoor to the bar You should just be happy to fuck with a star Now baby we can go to Brazil But it'd be cheaper if we sat here and chilled I got a lot of problems and a whole lotta bills Fuck what ya heard I'm just keepin it real
Even chicken is expensive, it's six dollars just to egg a niggas window And drive bys cost too, so they on bicycles doin what they gota do Look Ma bitch say she won't miss the childs, I turned around and looked at her bitch how? I caint even afford to wax your eyebrows, it's hotdogs on the stove girl pipe down I went from the green leaves to the blacka dn mile, and I done went from the iphones to the burn outs, polly seeds and corn nuts got me turned out, but anything goes when you in a paper drought I'm tired of rap niggas talkin what they paper bout, when they ain't got enough dough to start a bank account Got money betta know it's a blessing, let's see how long you can survive this recession
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