I hate you and your new car. I hope every time you go to the gas station, it's three dollars per gallon. I hope you make so many enemies that there's a line to sugar your gas tank, I hope your engine knocks and your head gasket blows and your timing belt snaps and your rims warp and your tires pop every time you pass my street. I could still beat you in a race, even with your ugly sport package and plasti-dipped grill, I could still beat you in a race because I am angrier than you. I am angrier than you, and I always will be. I hate you, And I hate your new car.
this is the censored one because they don't like me
I’m ‘bout to work my fire *** to ice No need to guess, baby, or roll the dice I pray like “dolla dolla make me holla” That’s how I build it up with every caller Ain’t no one’s gonna motivate your *** You’re either sweatin’ or you get no sass I earn them dollars just to stack them good I don’t mind grindin’ as I know I should I works from Monday straight to Friday night Pick up the calls, fill up the tickets right Here I acknowledge your sincere applause Don’t touch my money with your ghetto paws I’m way much flyer than the God’s big curse If you can’t handle it then call a nurse I came to work it down, Lord is my witness Yeah, I gon’ slay like it’s nobody’s business
Turns out everything isn't as great as it seems. There are people left and right dying and nobody is seen. People messed up in the head and we seem to push them away and hurt everybody instead of getting them what they need.
When did it all become about the dollars? What about the son who lost his father to a drug addiction that could've been prevented? When did it all become about the dollars?
There are a lot of people starving and meanwhile I'm sitting here eating dinner after I had lunch, breakfast and a snack. I don't feel like I winner, I feel like a hog keeping blessings away from other people who could sure use it.
When did it all become about the dollars? What about the girl who wonders why she bothers? Should we ignore the markings made clear on her skin? When did it all become about the dollars?
We're trying to find a backdoor out of life and win the lottery and when we do...we never donate it to charity like we say we're gonna do when the cameras are all in our face. We get high, drunk, and die a little more all at the same time and we wonder why we've got a substance issue? All we ever want is more, not more for everyone. When did it all become about the dollars? I don't even have that many.