Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck
I claimed all these bills, with a little beginner's luck
Stressin bout these bills and money like every night
Even my critics are saying a nigga name right
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either
Put bills under the mattress to turn me to a dreamer
I'll throw you some singles for those bills yuh gotta pay.
What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day
And gary coleman just passed: life is short
Hospital time and bills that they couldn't afford
The bills kept raising the stress, i remember waking from bed
The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said
You be on that stalker shit
Making dollar bills out of music
We can't relax, 'cuz i gotta help my parents fuckin' pay their bills,
I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence
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