Dollar Bill Hill
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โฑ๏ธ 3:18 duration
๐ ID: 10979385
๐ Lyrics
Every dollar we make
The Guineas get 20
The police get 40
And Goldberg gets 50
Anybody can tell you that don't add up to a dollar
That adds up to a dollar and a dime
Change gon' come
One, two
One, two
Let's go
Dear you cleared viewed out the window
Every since the days of straight legs and Nintendo
I came to you to gain all the info
Even showed me pathways to walk to my kin folks
Back of the class made me swift with a pencil
In the hall ways listen to instrumentals
Or in the lunch room beating on the lunch table
I'm kicking freestyles trying to keep my brain stable
Living conditions made me different
So I never did the things they do remained me and stayed true
Used to rock the neon green fat lace
In the babe blue Stan Smiths eating up rap niggas like Manwich
They keep telling me calm down, I can't bitch
Ghetto red hot way before the travel fox
My momma's brown Gran Torino and a boom box
Busting shorts at the basketball court, striped socks, let's go
Pinch a dollar bill good, stretch it till the next time come around
Hand to hand learnings of the earners who be hustling on the underground
Grew up the fatherless boy, you know, the problem kid
My elders staring me down like what the problem is
My momma stares and she frowns because the block we live
Has taken how she raised me and erased all of her accomplishments
Redrew them with money and promises of fame
Though I been in this for years and still ain't getting change
Balancing ideas on a broke niggas dreams
Watching the the television while trying not to scream
Plotting for pies the main theme, slice yours good then make green
Land full of make believe you can't breathe
Channel stays turned to what they want you to see
Zero on repeat, sleep on a loop, but me I keep the volume on boom
No jeep
Just the system and the bang goes deep
24 hours, eyes open on the creep
The Guineas get 20
The police get 40
And Goldberg gets 50
Anybody can tell you that don't add up to a dollar
That adds up to a dollar and a dime
Change gon' come
One, two
One, two
Let's go
Dear you cleared viewed out the window
Every since the days of straight legs and Nintendo
I came to you to gain all the info
Even showed me pathways to walk to my kin folks
Back of the class made me swift with a pencil
In the hall ways listen to instrumentals
Or in the lunch room beating on the lunch table
I'm kicking freestyles trying to keep my brain stable
Living conditions made me different
So I never did the things they do remained me and stayed true
Used to rock the neon green fat lace
In the babe blue Stan Smiths eating up rap niggas like Manwich
They keep telling me calm down, I can't bitch
Ghetto red hot way before the travel fox
My momma's brown Gran Torino and a boom box
Busting shorts at the basketball court, striped socks, let's go
Pinch a dollar bill good, stretch it till the next time come around
Hand to hand learnings of the earners who be hustling on the underground
Grew up the fatherless boy, you know, the problem kid
My elders staring me down like what the problem is
My momma stares and she frowns because the block we live
Has taken how she raised me and erased all of her accomplishments
Redrew them with money and promises of fame
Though I been in this for years and still ain't getting change
Balancing ideas on a broke niggas dreams
Watching the the television while trying not to scream
Plotting for pies the main theme, slice yours good then make green
Land full of make believe you can't breathe
Channel stays turned to what they want you to see
Zero on repeat, sleep on a loop, but me I keep the volume on boom
No jeep
Just the system and the bang goes deep
24 hours, eyes open on the creep
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.49] Every dollar we make
[00:02.11] The Guineas get 20
[00:03.72] The police get 40
[00:05.40] And Goldberg gets 50
[00:07.63] Anybody can tell you that don't add up to a dollar
[00:09.55] That adds up to a dollar and a dime
[00:13.50] Change gon' come
[00:32.72] One, two
[00:33.82] One, two
[00:37.25] Let's go
[00:38.93] Dear you cleared viewed out the window
[00:41.86] Every since the days of straight legs and Nintendo
[00:44.30] I came to you to gain all the info
[00:47.19] Even showed me pathways to walk to my kin folks
[00:50.15] Back of the class made me swift with a pencil
[00:52.68] In the hall ways listen to instrumentals
[00:55.69] Or in the lunch room beating on the lunch table
[00:58.55] I'm kicking freestyles trying to keep my brain stable
[01:02.04] Living conditions made me different
[01:03.64] So I never did the things they do remained me and stayed true
[01:06.64] Used to rock the neon green fat lace
[01:08.94] In the babe blue Stan Smiths eating up rap niggas like Manwich
[01:13.18] They keep telling me calm down, I can't bitch
[01:15.64] Ghetto red hot way before the travel fox
[01:18.41] My momma's brown Gran Torino and a boom box
[01:20.87] Busting shorts at the basketball court, striped socks, let's go
[01:24.12] Pinch a dollar bill good, stretch it till the next time come around
[01:29.82] Hand to hand learnings of the earners who be hustling on the underground
[01:46.64] Grew up the fatherless boy, you know, the problem kid
[01:49.36] My elders staring me down like what the problem is
[01:52.07] My momma stares and she frowns because the block we live
[01:54.79] Has taken how she raised me and erased all of her accomplishments
[01:57.68] Redrew them with money and promises of fame
[02:00.02] Though I been in this for years and still ain't getting change
[02:02.82] Balancing ideas on a broke niggas dreams
[02:05.58] Watching the the television while trying not to scream
[02:08.48] Plotting for pies the main theme, slice yours good then make green
[02:14.20] Land full of make believe you can't breathe
[02:16.90] Channel stays turned to what they want you to see
[02:19.76] Zero on repeat, sleep on a loop, but me I keep the volume on boom
[02:24.83] No jeep
[02:26.06] Just the system and the bang goes deep
[02:28.02] 24 hours, eyes open on the creep
[02:53.65]
[00:02.11] The Guineas get 20
[00:03.72] The police get 40
[00:05.40] And Goldberg gets 50
[00:07.63] Anybody can tell you that don't add up to a dollar
[00:09.55] That adds up to a dollar and a dime
[00:13.50] Change gon' come
[00:32.72] One, two
[00:33.82] One, two
[00:37.25] Let's go
[00:38.93] Dear you cleared viewed out the window
[00:41.86] Every since the days of straight legs and Nintendo
[00:44.30] I came to you to gain all the info
[00:47.19] Even showed me pathways to walk to my kin folks
[00:50.15] Back of the class made me swift with a pencil
[00:52.68] In the hall ways listen to instrumentals
[00:55.69] Or in the lunch room beating on the lunch table
[00:58.55] I'm kicking freestyles trying to keep my brain stable
[01:02.04] Living conditions made me different
[01:03.64] So I never did the things they do remained me and stayed true
[01:06.64] Used to rock the neon green fat lace
[01:08.94] In the babe blue Stan Smiths eating up rap niggas like Manwich
[01:13.18] They keep telling me calm down, I can't bitch
[01:15.64] Ghetto red hot way before the travel fox
[01:18.41] My momma's brown Gran Torino and a boom box
[01:20.87] Busting shorts at the basketball court, striped socks, let's go
[01:24.12] Pinch a dollar bill good, stretch it till the next time come around
[01:29.82] Hand to hand learnings of the earners who be hustling on the underground
[01:46.64] Grew up the fatherless boy, you know, the problem kid
[01:49.36] My elders staring me down like what the problem is
[01:52.07] My momma stares and she frowns because the block we live
[01:54.79] Has taken how she raised me and erased all of her accomplishments
[01:57.68] Redrew them with money and promises of fame
[02:00.02] Though I been in this for years and still ain't getting change
[02:02.82] Balancing ideas on a broke niggas dreams
[02:05.58] Watching the the television while trying not to scream
[02:08.48] Plotting for pies the main theme, slice yours good then make green
[02:14.20] Land full of make believe you can't breathe
[02:16.90] Channel stays turned to what they want you to see
[02:19.76] Zero on repeat, sleep on a loop, but me I keep the volume on boom
[02:24.83] No jeep
[02:26.06] Just the system and the bang goes deep
[02:28.02] 24 hours, eyes open on the creep
[02:53.65]