got to put in work like a hundred slaves
swear that i'm so underpaid
i be gettin' straight to the money
i swear that i'm so underpaid
i swear that i be gettin' straight to the money
young niggas gettin' killed
i'm tryna break it like dishes
young nigga grindin' hard
middle finger to the bitches
focused on my drive and these lines is what separates us
i'm tryna make a lane for a nigga
all these dimes hangin' 'round and they fightin' over pennies
i'm glad you see a change in the nigga
goin' drizzy drake on a nigga
and nothing was the same for a nigga
and i whip it up a range for a nigga
they be fakin' with the hustlers
who you think you're foolin' nigga?
kobe bryant with the shot
we don't ever know we safe
niggas shootin' like it's golden state
and tuck the burner in the bushes
diamonds blue and yellow like it's ikea
and it's brighter than my ideas and r.i.p. to aaliyah
i can't stomach the feelin'
of being broke till i'm dead
that's just so unappealin'
you could say i'm makin' a killin'
cookin' up to feed me a village
every day i'm faced with decisions
like do i grind and go get stacks
buy dimes and flip all that
shit 'cause i need a break boy
nigga ridin' around with a heavy pimp and a number 1
keep it one hundred like i'm summer days
reminiscent to my dumber days
but still feelin' like i'm underpaid
with the flow mastered and conquer the beats
the coldest flow holdin' the potus hostage
and watchin' the worlds monsters be monsters
frankenstein be the congress
bringin' poilice killings to light but fuck it justice if is nothin'
brothers still brothers and sisters still sisters
my brother even with chains on
in a way we becomin' slaves
still feelin' like we underpaid