Every Last Dollar - Oncue

They all got dollar signs in they name

I just got dollars in my name

You should know that I’d be lying

If I said that wasn’t strange

Than say that shit out loud

Cause nowadays I can’t complain

The same shit that held me down

Same reason I’m getting paid

From the top of your shit list

Then checking off my wish list

Nearly, getting evicted

In the end its I that fishes

And I’m getting all our bitches

Nah i don’t mean women

If you ever chose to listen

Please trust me there’s a difference

Not everything that’s gold really glistens

Rappers all they?

And champagne is what I’m pissing

I appreciate my folks

Reality is rippling

Nah I didn’t predict it

It was given from my written’s

If you bump my shit, yeah you know you do

You think I sing too much?

Deep throat a pole or two

What am I supposed to do

Cause all y’all are boring me

So I act accordingly

Even more importantly

Shouts to Kuz for recording me

He gets to witness greatness in the making

All I see is green lord I’m stuck up in the matrix

Belly floppin' on this cash

Pray I don’t hit that fake shit on the way down

On the way down

If I had all the money in the whole wide world

I wouldn’t buy you shit, if I was filthy rich

I’d spend it all on me, I’ma spend it all on me

If I had everything I ever wanted

I wouldn’t have my scars no more, I would flaunt them

I would spend it all on me, I would spend it all on me

Every last dollar x2

Ima spend it all on me x2

Every last dollar x2

Ima spend it all on me x2

I try to keep moving so I’m assuming

But i’m living life like Truman

The camera zooming

Poured a vodka in the newmans

Yes its prognosis, proper cause the thunder now boomin'

Between my temples like instrumentals that keep on resuming

I’m old enough to admit that i love the chaos

Good sex, cigarettes, and NFL play-offs

Tell my personal Adolfs that it’s all about to pay off

Should i let 'em live?

mmm, what do we say, nah, hell no

Born in some shelters

My feet are still on fire, for running through hell though

Let me cool them off, with

Bottle service and models jerking us all behind the curtain

She twerking, ooh that booty so soft

Think again, if you say this shit don’t come without a cost

I put peggy in some first but the rest won’t hear a word

Not a peep, not a dime

I can’t sleep, there’s no time

If i let my momma wine

You let me bleed while you recline

You used to laugh and mock at us

But i don’t think you’d laugh if you saw the numbers they offer us

Champagne with sparklers

Tan bitches they gawk at us

Screaming please pardon us

But Cuey you so marvellous, won’t you put your cock in us?

If I had all the money in the whole wide world

I wouldn’t buy you shit, if I was filthy rich

I’d spend it all on me, I’ma spend it all on me

If I had everything I ever wanted

I wouldn’t have my scars no more, I would flaunt them

I would spend it all on me, I would spend it all on me

Every last dollar x2

Ima spend it all on me x2

Every last dollar x2

Ima spend it all on me x2