Bucks

Ooo, damn another day another dollar
Ooo, damn these fucking bills about to pile up
Ooo, damn ain't stressing ain't no time for sorrow
Ooo, damn I'm living like it's no tomorrow
Let's get a check and run it up and come alive
Ay, ay, ay
But girl you can't be fucking up the vibe
Killing off my feng shui

Stuck in between damn I need to get my shit together
And life's too short so I'm with whatever
You quick to sweat her but I'm quick to get her
Keep it pimping but I'm never mixing business with the pleasure
I'm just trying to secure that bag 88 I'm back again
Coming for that sack just like a quarter back I'm tackling
Single for a second, basic bitches they kept flashing in
Girl your conversation asinine, but that ass a ten
Attitude is terrible too, just like a bad toddler
Spoiled lil chick her bottoms red and her bag Prada
I came from the bottom, bottom fed never had nada
Reminisce on nights when I was down to my last dollar
Gotta flip it, and turn that to a quick five
Not a digit, now I look up to rich guys
Trying to get wise
Bitch I got a bucket list of bucks to get
Won't stop till I touch the shit
In my way then suck a...

Ooo, damn another day another dollar
Ooo, damn these fucking bills about to pile up
Ooo, damn aint stressing aint no time for sorrow
Ooo, damn I'm living like it's no tomorrow
Let's get a check and run it up and come alive
Ay, ay, ay
But girl you can't be fucking up the vibe
Killing off my feng shui

Renaissance man on my Donald Glover shit
I can make your bitch laugh, I can write another hit
I got country cousins in Atlanta mama just confirmed
Got a lot in common cause that Paper, boy we trying to earn
Yea, she got some tree she trying to burn
I'm straight, though this ain't no kind of perm
And I'm done getting my heart broken trust me that's the end of that
Love means Nothing, that's a tennis match
And in fact
Lately she been trying to leave you got your lady panicking
See me and I'm fresher than a fucking Macy's Manikin
Once Matt Damon, going Good will hunting
For some random niggas hand me downs
Now you got to hand me crowns
These women trying to up the ante now
She said she want Chanel before you pull them Panty's down
Ha! Bitch I got a bucket list of bucks to get
Won't stop till I touch the shit
In my way then suck a...

Ooo, damn another day another dollar
Ooo, damn these fucking bills about to pile up
Ooo, damn ain't stressing ain't no time for sorrow
Ooo, damn I'm living like it's no tomorrow
Let's get a check and run it up and come alive
Ay, ay, ay
But girl you can't be fucking up the vibe
Killing off my feng shui



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Writer(s): Nathaniel Hardy
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