[Intro: Jordan Bancs]
Yeah
Hold on
That's America
[Verse 1: Jordan Bancs]
I've been loaning at the banks
Know the ones should probably be inveil
I lay down no remorse
That's the world across the street, in the drones
Ask me with the dollar, I'll show you thrones
Lotta soul is in presence, it touches then it goes
I heard dope
Rus El Jordan bounce in the trail, I was bind in approach
Reigning down, down the throad in the drones
If you tryna put me down in the hills, I would make it through the deals
And instructed to do thrills in return
Very expected conscience, I would be the glosses
If I hold it down that you're kind be endorses
If I burn the paper, you gon fall over the brokeness
Is your line, so I'd probably be invoked then
Or the bars set in the stone, I would break down a beat
All ass breaks, I profound in my verses across the street
Bought the fliers every week, I won't scronatise
Telling you about them hoes, that's America
[Chorus: Kiddy King]
Only for the money, pay the bills (Get more money)
I don't even get it. Why you niggas poppin' pills?
I'mma (Skrrt Skrrt)
I'm a nigga, I'mma Boss
I'mma (Skrrt Skrrt)
I'm a nigga, I'mma Boss
In the stu, how I do it I'm the boss
Yeah I want the money, not just money but by the law
Don't you tell me about the things that you not
I'mma (Skrrt)
I'm a nigga, I'mma Boss
[Verse 2: Jordan Bancs]
They said I would rely on mistakes
The lil bros have deserted the city
I knee down on the floor, pray the God everyday
Better try to show it off, they clown everything
Once I'm done with you hammas, so I'm proud in the state like I did
So if I'm fat or thin, makes no difference as to if I win
Can't turn around and turn your back on me
I won't follow rules that you abide and just set on me
Tell the bros, we just dull in our destiny
To view your sense of recognition
You're stucked in the womb of contradiction
We must haste and break away from all this fucking madness
I won't cut the ties with the niggas that have been embracing it
I won't check the call ups for the places we've been checking in
I won't saddle like the girls we've been chasing
We just need our new perspective so accessive
I'm on heroin like Derall and dank weed
And I smoke weed until my fucking nose bleed
[Chorus: Kiddy King]
Only for the money, pay the bills (Get more money)
I don't even get it. Why you niggas poppin' pills?
I'mma (Skrrt Skrrt)
I'm a nigga, I'mma Boss
I'mma (Skrrt Skrrt)
I'm a nigga, I'mma Boss
In the stu, how I do it I'm the boss
Yeah I want the money, not just money but by the law
Don't you tell me about the things that you not
I'mma (Skrrt)
I'm a nigga, I'mma Boss
[Verse 3: Karl Kani]
Yeah
Quarter five nigga
Poppin' champagne, living in my car
Love with many but don't trust any
Life is a real love, but you know it's my time
Just spend it all around, let's just having fun
We carry a rod on our shoulder (Yeah)
It takes a lot of the sacrifice with all those on your life
So I need somebody I can trust in my life (Yeah)
Just to pay all my bills (Yeah)
My name had been dragged in the mud nigga
But it ain't matter though, keep on smile
Hanging in a picture man
Only with nigga got em calling on myself "I'm a boss" (Yeah)
We have a choice whether we go to street by blowing with the mind
Hey so sleazy, quite dizzy
Hey if-if that easy
Fighting for my soul ain't that bad
Have the best pick, God bless my enemies
Came a long way with a sacrifice
Shared many test, but my soul have been dragged in the mud (Yeah)
Green light, how I stay sharp
Call the cops when you see Quarter five nigga
I'm digging all my niggas
