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Dollaz Video (MV)




Performed By: PSMIITH
Length: 3:13
Written by: Patrick Smith




PSMIITH - Dollaz Lyrics
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I, I'm
Tired of being broke I need a mountain
Cash flow, counting all the dough up need accountants
Tax man, say he need a dolla, he ain't work tho
Ask me for some bread, I'mma tell you get to work ho
Don't call my phone if it ain't bout no cake
This ain't a joke
That's why you broke
All the
Dollaz
Callin'
Me
All the
Dollaz
Get you some money
Why you tryna take it from me?
This just in
Reporting live from the 425 across the water where men must win
Too many suns, turn to blue moons too soon
We ain't in love, we just assume you lose
When your pops ain't home, mom at work
School don't care, got damn, whats worse?
Running thru the mall
Check tags, check skirts
Check wallet, it hurt, need food, revert
To the image that I see in the mirror
All the media been sayin I'm the one you should fear
So I give a damn what you thinking about me
I see you got lunch and a brotha tryna eat
Yeah I do it for the click, shout all my brothas down six
I'mma get the bag til it quits
Yeah I do it for the click, shout all my brothas down six
I'mma get the bag til it
Don't call my phone if it ain't bout no cake
This ain't a joke
That's why you broke
All the
Dollaz
Callin'
Me
All the
Dollaz
Get you some money
Why you tryna take it from me?
Just got hit
All up in the mix, 206 across the water where rich men live
Too many whips, too many cribs, I'm sick
I ain't the plug, they just assume you drugged
When you grow up Black, in a white mans city
Without money on deck, girls show no pity
But they run thru n***as like one down, two down
Nice skin, nice lips, cocaine, try this
Now I'm in the mirror lookin like I seen a ghost
Never seen my ancestors this close
But I give a damn what you think about me
I'm just tryna be free
Yeah I do it for the fix, shout out to the family I'll miss
Never thought it'd ever come to this
Yeah I do it for the fix, shout out to the family I'll miss
Never thought it'd ever come to
I, I'm
Tired of being broke I need a mountain
Cash flow, counting all the dough up need accountants
Tax man, say he need a dolla, he ain't work tho
Ask me for some bread, I'mma tell you get to work ho
Don't call my phone if it ain't bout no cake
This ain't a joke
That's why you broke
All the
Dollaz
Callin'
Me
All the
Dollaz
Get you some money
Why you tryna take it from me?
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I, I'm
Tired of being broke I need a mountain
Cash flow, counting all the dough up need accountants
Tax man, say he need a dolla, he ain't work tho
Ask me for some bread, I'mma tell you get to work ho
Don't call my phone if it ain't bout no cake
This ain't a joke
That's why you broke
All the
Dollaz
Callin'
Me
All the
Dollaz
Get you some money
Why you tryna take it from me?
This just in
Reporting live from the 425 across the water where men must win
Too many suns, turn to blue moons too soon
We ain't in love, we just assume you lose
When your pops ain't home, mom at work
School don't care, got damn, whats worse?
Running thru the mall
Check tags, check skirts
Check wallet, it hurt, need food, revert
To the image that I see in the mirror
All the media been sayin I'm the one you should fear
So I give a damn what you thinking about me
I see you got lunch and a brotha tryna eat
Yeah I do it for the click, shout all my brothas down six
I'mma get the bag til it quits
Yeah I do it for the click, shout all my brothas down six
I'mma get the bag til it
Don't call my phone if it ain't bout no cake
This ain't a joke
That's why you broke
All the
Dollaz
Callin'
Me
All the
Dollaz
Get you some money
Why you tryna take it from me?
Just got hit
All up in the mix, 206 across the water where rich men live
Too many whips, too many cribs, I'm sick
I ain't the plug, they just assume you drugged
When you grow up Black, in a white mans city
Without money on deck, girls show no pity
But they run thru n***as like one down, two down
Nice skin, nice lips, cocaine, try this
Now I'm in the mirror lookin like I seen a ghost
Never seen my ancestors this close
But I give a damn what you think about me
I'm just tryna be free
Yeah I do it for the fix, shout out to the family I'll miss
Never thought it'd ever come to this
Yeah I do it for the fix, shout out to the family I'll miss
Never thought it'd ever come to
I, I'm
Tired of being broke I need a mountain
Cash flow, counting all the dough up need accountants
Tax man, say he need a dolla, he ain't work tho
Ask me for some bread, I'mma tell you get to work ho
Don't call my phone if it ain't bout no cake
This ain't a joke
That's why you broke
All the
Dollaz
Callin'
Me
All the
Dollaz
Get you some money
Why you tryna take it from me?
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Writer: Patrick Smith
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