Released on May 9, 2017

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[Hook]

Word to dollar sign nothing makes cents(X3)

Word To Dolla


[Verse]

I swear to my dollar sign

Nothing makes cents

I'm Confused and I stay tense

Like I'm unemployed struggling just to pay the rent

So misunderstood

So I burn it just like wood

I just love the feeling I get

When I get bent

No longer know my ups from down

Left from right

I wear my crown

I keep it tight

My Kingdom is going down

No help in sight

Wat I do now?

Walk to the light

It's really pretty

And it shines real fucking bright

I bet it better on the other side

Plus I get to meet all the niggas that was down to ride

And I get to meet the killas caught by homicide

May ur soul Rest In Peace

Rip to all that died

Sometimes I miss my

Lil sister

Taken early

That Disease just caught its next victim

Since than momma ain't been the same

Caught upin the system

I'm Trynna make things work

But A nigga need assistance

So I picked up the pen and shit

Just so I can vent and shit

Scribbling words

I'm sorry I got sloppy penmanship

So I use the phone like a nighas text messaging

Never ending words, no periods run on sentences

I no longer believe in love, just attachment

I no longer feel the support, just harassment

And now u wonder why u feel a way

It's tragic

To heal we're gonna need more than a mothafuckin bandage

It's funny, the silly games we play

Messing somebodies life up

It's just part of the game

Thoughts going off the rail

Like a runaway train

Best way to learn a lesson

Is through this thing called pain

Like getting beat at school

Teacher clutching her belt

Don't know wat to do

Wap wap

The hits were fucking felt

People might say it's cruel

But these the cards were dealt

Read between the lines

And understand what the fuck is spelt


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