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Amerikkka Video (MV)




Performed By: Paid in Amerikkka
Length: 2:16
Written by: John Cooper




Paid in Amerikkka - Amerikkka Lyrics




A lot mo betta this time around

Get paid young nigga what I heard my whole life
Dollar dime I ain't wasting no time
I got to grind whether rain or sunshine
Fo five if niggas ever tryna take mine
Touch down ya arms and I need my space now
Face down and palms ain't no need to break now
Big cake is mine and I earned the whole pound
King in my mind and I rock the whole crown
Money money money only thing on my mind
Broke niggas ain't got shit but no time
F*ck that job ima stack a gold mine
And put my niggas on long run we all shine
Audio dope and I run the trap house
Niggas run mouf but they talk is all lie
Ain't nun promised one day we all die
Until that day come ima strive and get mine
Slice no cut no piece of my pie
Break no bread don't even talk fly
Niggas ain't real I can see it in yo eye
Acting for the world but I spot the bull jive
Focused on acres and getting that paper
Boss and a playa my shit custom catered
Eat what we want when we sit a the table
All independent don't f*ck with no major

Oh yeah I learned a long time ago that uh money make the world go round
Money is power
You can either boss the f*ck up
And do thangs on ya own or you can get f*cked in yo ass everyday

Niggas'll murder for a dollar
Hurt they brother for a dollar
Snatch her purse steal her wallet jerk they mother for a dollar
Niggas cold blooded they heartless
You got it might be a target
A victim gunned down with hollows
Shit crazy down at bottom
They robbing to crack a bottle
Scratch tickets and play the lotto
Get money and f*ck bitches the motto
Forgot the condoms now babies without fathers
Cause niggas don't want them problems
Pastors hustling pockets
And tell you it's for a offering
Meanwhile they making profits
Got you believing they a prophet
Praying ain't bout to save you from Donald up in that office
Stack money until the coffin F*ck jobs and f*ck bosses
Take wins and take losses
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A lot mo betta this time around

Get paid young nigga what I heard my whole life
Dollar dime I ain't wasting no time
I got to grind whether rain or sunshine
Fo five if niggas ever tryna take mine
Touch down ya arms and I need my space now
Face down and palms ain't no need to break now
Big cake is mine and I earned the whole pound
King in my mind and I rock the whole crown
Money money money only thing on my mind
Broke niggas ain't got shit but no time
F*ck that job ima stack a gold mine
And put my niggas on long run we all shine
Audio dope and I run the trap house
Niggas run mouf but they talk is all lie
Ain't nun promised one day we all die
Until that day come ima strive and get mine
Slice no cut no piece of my pie
Break no bread don't even talk fly
Niggas ain't real I can see it in yo eye
Acting for the world but I spot the bull jive
Focused on acres and getting that paper
Boss and a playa my shit custom catered
Eat what we want when we sit a the table
All independent don't f*ck with no major

Oh yeah I learned a long time ago that uh money make the world go round
Money is power
You can either boss the f*ck up
And do thangs on ya own or you can get f*cked in yo ass everyday

Niggas'll murder for a dollar
Hurt they brother for a dollar
Snatch her purse steal her wallet jerk they mother for a dollar
Niggas cold blooded they heartless
You got it might be a target
A victim gunned down with hollows
Shit crazy down at bottom
They robbing to crack a bottle
Scratch tickets and play the lotto
Get money and f*ck bitches the motto
Forgot the condoms now babies without fathers
Cause niggas don't want them problems
Pastors hustling pockets
And tell you it's for a offering
Meanwhile they making profits
Got you believing they a prophet
Praying ain't bout to save you from Donald up in that office
Stack money until the coffin F*ck jobs and f*ck bosses
Take wins and take losses
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Writer: John Cooper
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