40 Dollar Tip

There's a spot in the couch where the money won't fit
There's a lot in the house and there's plant on my hip
Getting twenties for a bit, now it's pennies that I get
I was working in a tux now it's Denny's for my tips

I'm just trying to make the money for the honeys on my mind
And it's funny cuz I'm running on the money that I find
I'd be better in a spot, making cheddar playing rock
But instead I'm living off, raking leaves and mowing lawns

Ok, call me Dunder Mifflin cuz I got the paper stacking up
We're about to get rapping so you might wanna start rapping up
Money on my mind you know that you can never have enough
And I gotta go grab a nap just to regain my stamina
Ok I'm rested, time to get back on the track
Like a geography lesson, leaving craters on the track
Haters laugh but I'm going super saiyan on the track
My name is gonna be chanted whenever there's random clapping
I happen to be inhabited by magic not like the gathering
The kind that applies to this rapping, you could say I'm a lyrical assassin
Stretching my money stacking like Mr fantastically abdomen
Call this a ladder match I reach the briefcase and grab it

Seems like everybody wants more than what they get
We've paid our dues and we're still falling into debt
The glass is half full and we wanna take a sip
Waste all this time to get a $40 tip

Go way up! And don't wait up, go way up! Don't wait up
Go way up! And don't wait up, go way up! Don't wait up

One day imma make it, and they're gonna see that it's true
Cuz I've just been grinding and trying to create a sound that is new so that's what I do
I stay in my room and I practice, tryna build up the knack to crack this
And I light up the mic like matches in the blackness, this can't be taught in classes
So wipe your glasses and watch this rap collapse
As I dismantle it and put it back in its package
Tragic the aftermath was havoc
I'm legitimate no getting rid of it
Imma tell you a little bit about the world that we're living in
Get through your limits and it'll pay dividends, give it a minute and...
Give it a minute and...

Seems like everybody wants more than what they get
We've paid our dues and we're still falling into debt
The glass is half full and we wanna take a sip
Waste all this time to get a $40 tip

Go way up! And don't wait up, go way up! Don't wait up
Go way up! And don't wait up, go way up! Don't wait up

Attention, Ladies and Gentlemen
This protest ends now! You will all get your money back but let's try to be as civil as possible
We'll go through this one at a time
You sir
What's your story?

Well, I had a steady job, was able to support myself, buy all the little things I wanted
But I lost that job
I had everything! Now I have nothing

I am terribly sorry to hear about that sir but you will get everything back
What about you? What's your story?

Listen
I was trying to make the money for the honeys on my mind
But you know what?
Working these odd jobs n shit, these lemonade stands?
You can't make money that way
You don't make shit!

I am very sorry to hear that, but you will get your money back
I want my money now
You'll get your money back
But I want my money now
I said you'll get your money back
I want my money now!
You'll get your money
I want my money! I want my money! I want my money now!

Seems like everybody wants more than what they get
We've paid our dues and we're still falling into debt
The glass is half full and we wanna take a sip
Waste all this time to get a $40 tip
Waste all this time to get a $40 tip
Waste all this time to get a
Waste all this time to get a
Waste all this time to get a $40 tip



Credits
Writer(s): Aidan Ruston
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