ransom - Dollars & Sense lyrics
rate meI wanted to propose to you last year
I prepared for this day
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
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 fans she calling another man dad
And now I'm home I got this shit in a dead bag
These niggers mad, don’t really give a fuck
I'm in the streets till the jig is up
Until they put my
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
Niggers run, niggers thought I was dirt spitting
Cause I was selling drugs gun ripping
I ain’t done tripping, I'm back on my bullshit
Them niggers never understood shit
Stay on my hood shit
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
I feel it minus the 3 track I earned stripes
The other block when I served right the curb life
So go home to your concerned wife
This is where the theme shoot up and burn twice
This learned life I take you on a hell of a trip
We on a strip but niggers hustle and smoke
It’s so sick yo stomach could do a whole flip
I sold clips to only niggers who roll snitch
So don’t trip, instead they gave me the sound
These dark nights describing niggers who found crack
These baby boys will be found dead around deck
And that’s that, I'm a legend with no name
They told me I’d be a fella 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
