"LOOSE CHANGE" lyrics
Siooh & WESTSIDE BOOGIE Lyrics
Ay
Loose change
Playing games
At the arcade
Dem summer days
Were the days
I was up late
You win a prize on display
Then you got it made
You take a loss any day
Then you save face
I was just a little kid on my merry way
I was just a little kid with no "Mary Jane"
I was tryna be the king—like—every game
Unafraid
With the stakes
Tryna maintain
Didn't have an allowance
Money wasn't given
I had to dig it from couches
Saving every cent
I always checked on the balance
And, after school, I would track it
Which, later, became a habit
Quarters turned into dollars
Dollars turned into bills
Managed to make shit happen
All of it was a thrill
Then, again, I was seven
Didn't know how to chill
Never really gave up 'cause I wanted to play for real
'Member all the days
I was at the arcade
Wasn't getting paid
But I had loose change
I would always play
'Til I ran out of change
Tried a couple things and I didn't take a break
Yeah
Had no dollar to my name
No spare change
Had to find a way to pay
Money that I saved
Had to put it in a safe
And you gotta play it safe
Like you tryna build a bank
Take this loose change
Put it all on me
I'm 'a bed it
Two sides to the coin
But I can tell where I'm headed
Make it through all the stress
And I told myself that I got it
When dollars feel like a thousand
Now, thousands feel like a dollar
This little life of mine
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
I've been feeling blind
The value that we put on this little token still can't buy us time
Took a while to see how I was golden
Now, I'm so refined
Just wait until it all aligns
And, now, I'm living with these demons that I can't evict
I'm rich in spirit, but that shit don't really pay the rent
It's God staring
They can't see me though
They hate the tint
They tell me money don't bring change
Now, it's making cents
I thought it gave me an advantage
I'm permanently stained with just a temporary bandage
Grateful for these days
I never take this shit for granted
Grateful for these days
I never take this shit for—
Uh
Loose change
Playing games
At the arcade
Dem summer days
Were the days
I was up late
You win a prize on display
Then you got it made
You take a loss any day
Then you save face
I was just a little kid on my merry way
I was just a little kid with no "Mary Jane"
I was tryna be the king—like—every game
Unafraid
With the stakes
Tryna maintain
Didn't have an allowance
Money wasn't given
I had to dig it from couches
Saving every cent
I always checked on the balance
And, after school, I would track it
Which, later, became a habit
Quarters turned into dollars
Dollars turned into bills
Managed to make shit happen
All of it was a thrill
Then, again, I was seven
Didn't know how to chill
Never really gave up 'cause I wanted to play for real
'Member all the days
I was at the arcade
Wasn't getting paid
But I had loose change
I would always play
'Til I ran out of change
Tried a couple things and I didn't take a break
Yeah
Had no dollar to my name
No spare change
Had to find a way to pay
Money that I saved
Had to put it in a safe
And you gotta play it safe
Like you tryna build a bank
Take this loose change
Put it all on me
I'm 'a bed it
Two sides to the coin
But I can tell where I'm headed
Make it through all the stress
And I told myself that I got it
When dollars feel like a thousand
Now, thousands feel like a dollar
This little life of mine
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
I've been feeling blind
The value that we put on this little token still can't buy us time
Took a while to see how I was golden
Now, I'm so refined
Just wait until it all aligns
And, now, I'm living with these demons that I can't evict
I'm rich in spirit, but that shit don't really pay the rent
It's God staring
They can't see me though
They hate the tint
They tell me money don't bring change
Now, it's making cents
I thought it gave me an advantage
I'm permanently stained with just a temporary bandage
Grateful for these days
I never take this shit for granted
Grateful for these days
I never take this shit for—
Uh
