The fence they was on about my rap skills
Everyday counts when you're this far from the bills
Making dollar bills out of music
Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick
Or just relax in brasil and payed no bills,
My city's culture to the game now in existence
Belly full of paper bills
They bringing me fish and chips
Neglectful dick to restless bills i'm feelin' taken with anger
All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her
I understand they need to go out and pay the bills,
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
You hear the words coming from my lips bastards
Many disasters with any bills what matters
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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