Yo, I got a story but it comes with a price I just paid the rent, but that don't cover the lights I'm from a single parent home, no single loan I hustle for every dollar, so singles is all i've known No such thing as a sweet ghetto Where broken beer bottles cover sidewalks like leaf petals So welcome to my street meadow, where angels battle with the devil on a deep level And cops so persistent to tie us up, but even in the jail system we fly as fuck Hope the world get's ready cause I'm rising up I speak directly to the rebels and riders Yeah, yo I'm living my dream, but at the same time I got a vivid little scheme I'm walking through the dirt trying to find me a pearl You give me a dollar I give you the world
I need a dollar, dollar A dollar that's what I need Well I need a dollar, dollar A dollar that's what I need Said I said I need dollar, dollar A dollar that's what I need And if I share with you my story would you share your dollar with me?
All I got to survive off is a few things My two hands, and some shoe strings Like the freedom bell I could make the truth ring For a couple dollars I teach you to be a true king I never once claimed to be a know it all, before a dollar I could help you over the wall Take you on a trip through expensive corridors, and decorate your wall with some vintage warhol Living life I don't like what the coffin offers, on the corner cause I never liked the corner offers Petty hustlers causing ruckus, but we used to sell weed that had Jamaican niggas coughing off it Yo we living the dream, but at the same time we got a vivid little scheme I'm walking through the dirt trying to find me a pearl You give me a dollar I give you the world, yeah
I need a dollar, dollar A dollar that's what I need Well I need a dollar, dollar A dollar that's what I need Said I said I need dollar, dollar A dollar that's what I need And if I share with you my story would you share your dollar with me?
And I'm aspired by spinning tires I die hustling, never retire While they expire I leave a legacy behind through these rhymes press play and catch a grease fire Y'all cheap dryers, and couldn't flow heat if I had a technician get you re-wired I'm no liar, we win races, y'all need to get the horse power in your jeeps higher So peace prayers, hello future, I'm trying to get my team homes with the beach by us So if music is the hustle, where the fingers playing notes on the piano I'm the key supplier Yo we living the dream, but at the same time I got a vivid little scheme I walking through the dirt trying to find me a pearl You give me a dollar I give you the world, yeah
I need a dollar, dollar A dollar that's what I need Well I need a dollar, dollar A dollar that's what I need Said I said I need dollar, dollar A dollar that's what I need And if I share with you my story would you share your dollar with me?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
