"Minimum Wage" lyrics
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"You don't know how it feel to be locked in the the cage and run out of numbers to dial
I'm from the dirt like the tiles"
Press
Ye
Whoa
"Money well spent"
I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine everyday
Taking the chances and dodging the case
I'm tryinna stack it and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
Unless it's back of the bach and I'm having my way
I can't go back to the back to the back to the back to the back to no minimum wage
I come from dodging the pot hole
Throw pounds in the air like he ralo
Can't make 'em pull up and out me
So I keep it on me like narcos
I can't be dealing wit bitches that keep getting jealous complain bout my side hoe
I'm drippin casa the blano
Pull up to the club in a Tahoe
U don't know how it feel to be locked in the cage and run out of numbers to dial
Rolex buggette the dial
He lost his life he went viral
I come from the floor ya the tial
See ima just lead never follow
He snake my gun then we fall out
I hit the beat pour my heart out
I can't go back to the bottom
I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine everyday
Taking the chances and dodging the case
I'm tryinna stack it and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
Unless it's back of the bach and I'm having my way
I can't go back to the back to the back to the back to the back to no minimum wage
I'm from the place where they shoot you like Zimmerman
You catch a body it make you a bigger man
He pop a pill now the pill it start kicking in
He start spinnin shit just like the ceiling fan
I got like 2 or 3 guns in my Crib you better think twice tryna run up in my home
Fucking with me better get you a bible
I'm tryinna ball just like the finals
I'm getting money I'm puttin it up and I on need love I stop giving a fuck
I'm in the trap 30 days in the month I talk to my junkie he crackin me up
She all on google she lookin me up
They remember my face when they look at me once
They keep on claiming shit they never done
But they not the problem I figured it's us
I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine everyday
Taking the chances and dodging the case
I'm tryinna stack it and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
Unless it's back of the bach and I'm having my way
I can't go back to the back to the back to the back to the back to no minimum wage
"You don't know how it feel to be locked in the the cage and run out of numbers to dial
I'm from the dirt like the tiles"
Press
Ye
Whoa
"Money well spent"
I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine everyday
Taking the chances and dodging the case
I'm tryinna stack it and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
Unless it's back of the bach and I'm having my way
I can't go back to the back to the back to the back to the back to no minimum wage
I come from dodging the pot hole
Throw pounds in the air like he ralo
Can't make 'em pull up and out me
So I keep it on me like narcos
I can't be dealing wit bitches that keep getting jealous complain bout my side hoe
I'm drippin casa the blano
Pull up to the club in a Tahoe
U don't know how it feel to be locked in the cage and run out of numbers to dial
Rolex buggette the dial
He lost his life he went viral
I come from the floor ya the tial
See ima just lead never follow
He snake my gun then we fall out
I hit the beat pour my heart out
I can't go back to the bottom
I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine everyday
Taking the chances and dodging the case
I'm tryinna stack it and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
Unless it's back of the bach and I'm having my way
I can't go back to the back to the back to the back to the back to no minimum wage
I'm from the place where they shoot you like Zimmerman
You catch a body it make you a bigger man
He pop a pill now the pill it start kicking in
He start spinnin shit just like the ceiling fan
I got like 2 or 3 guns in my Crib you better think twice tryna run up in my home
Fucking with me better get you a bible
I'm tryinna ball just like the finals
I'm getting money I'm puttin it up and I on need love I stop giving a fuck
I'm in the trap 30 days in the month I talk to my junkie he crackin me up
She all on google she lookin me up
They remember my face when they look at me once
They keep on claiming shit they never done
But they not the problem I figured it's us
I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine everyday
Taking the chances and dodging the case
I'm tryinna stack it and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
Unless it's back of the bach and I'm having my way
I can't go back to the back to the back to the back to the back to no minimum wage
