I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
If we focused on our problems like we did on getting money, you'd think we'd get somewhere honey?
And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start
I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art
Hustle for dis country money
We're living in a fantasy
And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start
And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard
We getting money, you can face the facts
He in bootcamp, you on food stamps
Shits getting serious.
Always knew where the pot was
He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!
Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest
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