Текст (слова) песни: Haystak - Dollar

We gonna break this down and roll a blunt
YEAH

( Verse 1 )
Since the seventh grade I was told I would never excel
Hopeless, I would either be dead or in jail
Destined to fail
But I done came to far to turn back
Just poor white trash from the wrong side of the tracks
I learned to add and subtract
And I never went back
To that lil` school I had been sent to
Find some shit I could get in to
Been through more by the time I was eighteen
Then most people go through before they thirty
I`m from the motherfucking dirty ( dirtyyy )
Trouble-maker, hard-headed motherfucker
In one ear and out the other
I got a brother named bubba
Different daddy same mother
Remind me of when I was younger lil` bad motherfucker
My told me son it`s time to settle down
Momma your baby`s a player and I get around
I be up all night gone on that Hennessey and weed
The only thing that helped me deal with all this jealousy and greed

( Chorus )
If I had a dollar for all of y`all
That wanna see me in my grave
I could just pack up and move away
And spend the rest of my days getting paid
If I had a dime for every time
Somebody tried to insult my game
I`d be in the islands doing fine
Counting money sipping some champaign

( Verse 2 )
Wooo, inhale the weed smoke, ease my tension
I was a bad boy, in and out of juvenile detention
I grew up making bargains to get back on the streets
I concentrated on paper just to get back on my feet
I`m money minded, saw my people progress
Paranoid, I`m underneath a bullet proof vest
Staying stressed, peeping out the curtains knowing death is certain
I know them killers is lurking
Ha, Ha, Smirking when I ride by they broke ass
I aint stunting `em, cause they aint making no cash
I`m gonna let them royalty checks accumulate
We so good with it there`s nothing you can do but hate

( Chorus ) Repeat 1

( Verse 3 )
Whooo
I gotta be thinking I`m get my ass killed
Filled with strap kneel
Cause over the passed years it`s bad here in Nashville
This one`s for the homies that lost they life up on the battle field
Way before the record deals we pack steal, that`s real
Dropped a CD at every jackhead club
Out to get me thinking I`m a million dollar motherfucker
But at night I can`t sleep, I toss and turn
Visions of Benz`s be bought and money being burned
I might not hit the billboard but I`m keeping it crunk
And I get much love in Beechwood and lil Will`s trunk
you know no eastcoast to westcoast may not see that
I get big love where I be at, Bitch believe that
So many setbacks I got to try to overcome
I take another sip of liquor just to keep me numb
I know these haters love to catch me straight buck me and laugh
While that AK 47 shell cut me in half

Yeah, then you woke up you hater
Why don`t you do something with your life
Get money boy, get up off yo ass
Stop hating on me and mine and get ya own
That`s what the hell you need to do
Bring the hook back boy

( Chorus )
If I had a dollar for all of y`all
That wanna see me in my grave
I could just pack up and move away
And spend the rest of my days getting paid
If I had a dime for everytime
One of y`all tried to insult my game
I would just...

( Haystak )
First thing you know, Stak`ll be a millionaire
What couldn`t I do if I had that
( ha, ha, ha, ha ha )

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» Haystak - Still You Doubted Me
» Haystak - Car Fulla White Boys
» Haystak - Wish You Could See Me
» Haystak - My First Day
» Haystak - The Bottom
» Haystak - Hustle & Flow
» Haystak - Cool People
» Haystak - Some of That
» Haystak - Different Kinda Lady
» Haystak - Dirty Dirty
» Haystak - All Alone
» Haystak - Some of That
» Haystak - The Bottom
» Haystak - Dadgummit
» Haystak - You Got Money
» Haystak - Reckon
» Haystak - Ride
» Haystak - Dollar
» Haystak - Brother Like Me


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