modern slavery
scott, travis
it's earlier in the morning
but this ain't 1800 so they pay me
dippin' my dreams in sauce
never been food for sharks
wrist like fins on dolphins
pop hella bands and i'm paid
downing these jolly beans
red and blue matching drugs
did 'em both just because
they hoodie and maskin' up
they the real robin hoods
who did you thought you was
get em knocked off for dubs
sit in the trap with bugs
walk in the lab with scrubs
niggas tried to count us out
fuck you thought this was
rubber bands and they pop
but this ain't 1800 so they pay me
dippin' my dreams in sauce
never been food for sharks
wrist like fins on dolphins
pop hella bands and i'm paid