INTRO (Sylent): Damn, homie... Things are tough all over... But we gotta let 'em know... We may be broke but we ain't broken HOOK (Walker): Money got me trippin', 40 oz sippin' Sell these couple grams, get food up in my kitchen Broke life, see the struggle in my eyes 'Cause money got me trippin', money got me trippin' VERSE 1 (Walker): Money's got me trippin' and I'm slippin' like I'm drinkin' Take my pain away. I'm drownin' in this 40 that I'm sippin' Introduced to these drugs and my mind was always lifted Starting puttin' grams in bags trying to make a living I said 'Fuck college', now I started struggling Low pay. I can see my whole life crumbling This rap shit, I thought it'd take me to another level Caged up in the studio, rippin' up these instrumentals Brought up in the ghetto with no food up in my 'fridge Gotta pay my bills and my cash goes quick It goes faster than these bullets how we empty out this clip It goes faster than a booty that be shaking on this dick Life is a struggle. Without money, you ain't nothing Put the ski mask down, rob the store and start dumpin' For the love of money, my head's going crazy, crazy, crazy HOOK VERSE 2 (Sylent): Money's got me trippin'. I'm slippin' 'cause life ain't simple Pinching pennies like nipples. I keep it rollin' like cripples And throw a carwash for the homies that are resting in peace Hoping my record goes gold like a Mexicans teeth To get me off of these streets because society's hating And now I'm jacking all the places that denied my applications Robbing local liquor stores, looking for feria to steal It feels like shit to have to tell your kids that Santa ain't real And I ain't making no money so I can't help with these bills I'm lookin' bummy and my lady doesn't know how it feels With baby mama drama. Yelling, telling me to "get a job" Until I come home late with stack stained with a couple bloodspots Hear the gunshots spark late in Little Lake Park Midnight prayerz. Getting lost in the dark Like our history. In misery. We drink away the stress How the fuck did we go from Mexica pyramids to projects? You think that every Mexican is on Welfare But I can't get shot. I don't even got healthcare They'll pull the plug if I didn't pull the trigger first I keep my chin up 'cause no matter what, somebody else has got it worse
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