Ajbgetem - Bills (feat. David Nathaniel) Lyrics

It's that garden of funk ze, hey, ah, hey, ah, hey
I need more money and that's so real I heed more dollars hey Ok
I need more money and that's so real I need more dollars just to pay my bills
Dollar after dollar that's how it goes I'm from the struggle where the streets is cold

Busting my ass and revving it up no matter how much work
I'm putting in it's never enough
Quick sand gravity got me and pulling me down
If I don't hit a lick or bust a move I'm gonna drown
Bank account low stress on high nine to five, five to nine, nine to five
Plus my girl looking at me like I lost my mind
Cause all I wanna do is rhyme now check it out
I never stick to the script the roller coaster is rigged
Every promise a lie and every word is a fib
Now welcome to the fourth dimension going way off the grid
All sales are final the devil put in his bid
I never f*ck with the man a hundred dollars a gram
I got a problem with authority I don't f*ck with the man
Tomorrow isn't promised the next week ain't given you better get busy dying or get living

I need more money and that's so real I need more dollars just to pay my bills
Dollar after dollar that's how it goes I'm from the struggle where the streets is cold
I need more money and that's so real I need more dollars just to pay my bills
Dollar after dollar that's how it goes I'm from the struggles where the streets is cold
Where the streets are cold

Unapologetic there really isn't an option to lay down for death
Or get it poppin you hear me knocking
Bottom of the barrel time to innovate and anyone get in my way
You end up on the dinner plate
I'm sticking and moving and sticking and moving and jabbing
Working like a dog but still got time for fashion
And real talk I never stop I keep blasting another
Hit it really don't matter I keep smashing
And like a worker bee till the death I gotta have it clock in and out
Back in its automatic
Dripping in flavor your damn right I'm finger licking got the money rotating
Like I'm a rotisserie chicken
And it getting to the motherf*cking point where your fed up
And then you realize that the game is a set up
Doing whatever we gotta do to get the bread up
It's a never ending battle and the enemy don't let up
I need more money

I need more money and that's so real I need more dollars just to pay my bills
Dollar after dollar that's how it goes I'm from the struggle where the streets is cold
I need more money and that's so real I need more dollars just to pay my bills
Dollar after dollar that's how it goes I'm from the struggles where the streets is cold
Where the streets are cold
It's that garden of Funk ze, hey, ah, hey, ah, hey