pennies

Lyrics

yeah, it's been a long time coming i know, spent a long time running i know, yeah, bout to hit the money mart and ask for a loan, motherfucker, yeah, heyo i'm broke, i don't even got a penny for my thoughts, when i'm making bills, take it til' i've spent all that i got, i try investing in the music til' they let me get my spot, it's sad it costs money just to send me to the top, but that's the world we live in i ain't complaining, but i'd never work a dead end job to make my wages, i was never born into a family that's rich, i could start a fucking fire with my hands and two sticks, if i want something i'd actually have to do shit, i guess growing up fast makes your attitude switch, i rap for therapy, and i rap for meals, your tracks embarrassing, cause you rap for deals, i'm a natural born hustler, i'll sell grass to fields, you say it just to say it, but these set backs are real, i don't gotta say "swag" to get that appeal, but i'm broke so it's hard to not sell crack and steal, i've been out here try'na turn a penny to a buck, ain't nobody perfect, but it's better than it was, it's common sense, all these cents add up, but you gotta save a hundred for a dollar that's rough, i get that feeling in my stomach when the rent is due, because there's nothing left to do, i'm try'na chase this revenue, it's in my blood, i'm like the boss of a business, but i don't got all the riches, i gotta walk out and get it, i'd rather hustle with my muscle than be washing them dishes, either focus on this music or get locked up in prison, at least than i'd be provided with a pot i can piss in, its part of the system, statistics say i'm wrongfully twisted, i'm slaughtering victims, try'na make a dollar for meat, i'm try'na market my team cause we ain't got shit for free, everybody say they rich but i ain't buying it, no, i couldn't buy it if i wanted to, i'm all outta dough, i need paper boy, and i don't mean the news, when i don't got it, its a problem i get violent and confused, all these rappers throwing money but don't got a lot of skill, i need that wu-tang paper where's the dolla, dolla bills, yo, i've been out here try'na turn a penny to a buck, ain't nobody perfect, but it's better than it was, it's common sense, all these cents add up, but you gotta save a hundred for a dollar that's rough,