Dollars & Sense

[Intro]

I wanted to propose to you last year

I prepared for this day

[Hook]

Dollars and sense this is it I got

Dollars and sense, dollars and sense

A fugitive with 2 attempts

This is it (ransom)

Dollars and sense this is it I got

Dollars and sense this is it I got

Dollars and sense this is it I got

[Verse 1]

I got no choice but to shed a tear

I ain't seen my baby daughter in several years

You know I'm scared she probably figured I'm leaving here

My baby mama told me she don't even care

You know my fan, she calling another man dad

And now I'm home I got this shit in a dead bag

These niggas mad, don't really give a fuck

I'm on the streets till the jig is up

Until they put my wrist in cuffs

I'm big but I ain't big enough

Yeah I lived but I ain't lived enough

Fuck hat I did I ain't did enough

Fuck what I gave I ain't given up

Stuck in this cage I ain't giving up

Niggas run, niggas thought I was dirt spitting

Cause I was selling drugs gun ripping

I ain't done tripping, I'm back on my bullshit

Them niggas never understood shit

Stay on my hood shit

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I fell in minus, the third strike I earned stripes

On the block when I serve white the curb life

So go home to your concerned wife

This is where the theme shoot up and burn pipes

Lets learn life I take you on a hell of a trip

We on a strip where niggas hustle and smoke dip

It's so sick yo stomach could do a whole flip

I sold clips to only niggas who roll snitch

So don't trip, Statik gave me this soundtrack

These dark nights describing nigga who found crack

I'm predator to this fake niggas who sound wack

These baby boys will be found dead around back

And that's that, I'm a legend with no name

They told me I'd be a fellon with no fame

But fuck it, I'm here and I ain't going back

Imma die a thug long as you knowing that

This is it, this is it, this is it

This is it, this is it, this is it