Hundred Dollar Sound
I just touched down
Hundred Dollar Sound
This change in my pocket make me hate to jump around
But I do it anyway
Yeah, you know I love the gaze
Young rich boy who came to play
And shout it out to Frankie did it my way
I'm working smarter not harder it's like I'm driving on the highway
Getting close to violating code, but I'm all in
They can't afford to let that go they don't even be stalling like
Take my money
Take my money I got more that's coming
Know I run it
I joined a game where they already love me
Why you bumming?
You gotta work it, thought you loved this country
Come and tell me something
Just kidding I can't hear nothing over this Hundred Dollar Sound
There's lots of y'all around
But all I see is frowns now what's all that shit on about
If you got a problem maybe we can talk it out
Unless you trying to change the system that gave me the crown
Too much gold make the people wanna fold and put they hands out
Which penny chasers use as stepping stones
Corruption gets old
Some kids get spoiled
And these old men still chasing oil, they spoiled
Hear the jang-a-lang know they got the pocket change
With a dollar sound, ain't no sneaking out the place
Hear the jang-a-lang that's the hundred dollar ring
Yeah they step loud
No they don't want no change
Let's talk about bondage
It never ended during Abraham
Let's be honest
The world is run by hyenas sneaking, creeping, stealing your rights away
Just me and my pen today, but that pen could just turn on me
When I sign me a rapping contract
The second that my nib touches the paper my vision instantly goes to all black
A man with too much power needs to be controlled
By the same people tricking the youngins to chase the gold
40 acres and a mule just to work for nothing
Never told a black boy how to use that money
Now that same black boy is gon abuse that money
And them big name slave masters thinking it's funny
Dance monkey dance
Dance for ya money oh oh
Dance monkey dance
Dance for ya money oh oh
Y'know there's nothing new under the sun
Look at them ol slaves hardly ever keeping a buck
Too much gold make the people wanna fold and put they hands out
Which penny chasers use as stepping stones
Corruption gets old
Some kids get spoiled
And these old men still chasing oil, they spoiled
Hear the jang-a-lang know they got the pocket change
With a dollar sound, ain't no sneaking out the place
Hear the jang-a-lang that's the hundred dollar ring
Yeah they step loud
No they don't want no change
Boy why you out here talking bout you get all this money on your own?
Like I ain't out here paying for your shows and them cheep grills you got?
Matter of fact, where my dress for the 4th
You know I don't play when it's comes to my money
Hundred Dollar Sound
This change in my pocket make me hate to jump around
But I do it anyway
Yeah, you know I love the gaze
Young rich boy who came to play
And shout it out to Frankie did it my way
I'm working smarter not harder it's like I'm driving on the highway
Getting close to violating code, but I'm all in
They can't afford to let that go they don't even be stalling like
Take my money
Take my money I got more that's coming
Know I run it
I joined a game where they already love me
Why you bumming?
You gotta work it, thought you loved this country
Come and tell me something
Just kidding I can't hear nothing over this Hundred Dollar Sound
There's lots of y'all around
But all I see is frowns now what's all that shit on about
If you got a problem maybe we can talk it out
Unless you trying to change the system that gave me the crown
Too much gold make the people wanna fold and put they hands out
Which penny chasers use as stepping stones
Corruption gets old
Some kids get spoiled
And these old men still chasing oil, they spoiled
Hear the jang-a-lang know they got the pocket change
With a dollar sound, ain't no sneaking out the place
Hear the jang-a-lang that's the hundred dollar ring
Yeah they step loud
No they don't want no change
Let's talk about bondage
It never ended during Abraham
Let's be honest
The world is run by hyenas sneaking, creeping, stealing your rights away
Just me and my pen today, but that pen could just turn on me
When I sign me a rapping contract
The second that my nib touches the paper my vision instantly goes to all black
A man with too much power needs to be controlled
By the same people tricking the youngins to chase the gold
40 acres and a mule just to work for nothing
Never told a black boy how to use that money
Now that same black boy is gon abuse that money
And them big name slave masters thinking it's funny
Dance monkey dance
Dance for ya money oh oh
Dance monkey dance
Dance for ya money oh oh
Y'know there's nothing new under the sun
Look at them ol slaves hardly ever keeping a buck
Too much gold make the people wanna fold and put they hands out
Which penny chasers use as stepping stones
Corruption gets old
Some kids get spoiled
And these old men still chasing oil, they spoiled
Hear the jang-a-lang know they got the pocket change
With a dollar sound, ain't no sneaking out the place
Hear the jang-a-lang that's the hundred dollar ring
Yeah they step loud
No they don't want no change
Boy why you out here talking bout you get all this money on your own?
Like I ain't out here paying for your shows and them cheep grills you got?
Matter of fact, where my dress for the 4th
You know I don't play when it's comes to my money
Credits
Writer(s): Keegan Isowe
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