All about that dough
All about that dough
Million dollar dreams turn to fiends at the liquor store
get it how u live how we love that's just how it go 2xIts real, as a non fiction flick, sittin still is hard to do
when that Ritalin is now apart of u
misdiagnosis, they told me I had ODD in third
grade, that’s a trap for me its sad
sick these games they play
the school to
prison pipelines is realer than ever
cant be a statistic so I gotta stay clever
but when u see me all. I see is preconceived notions
Black man got emotions
its just illegal to show it
SoEverybody wanna blame the thugs
but don’t wanna blame the CIA for all the drugs
they flooded the hood with. Heroin and that
crack
they call us extreme every time we fight back
I’m breaking through ya glass ceiling
and that’s for real
long as all. Of my people feel it? I don’t need a deal
u can keep ya Grammy red carpet and awards
accolades ain’t even what we out here fighting forAll about that dough
All about that dough
Million dollar dreams turn to fiends at the liquor store
get it how u live how we love that's just how it go 2x

Truth be told this rap game is mundane
as public education, where they dumb the babies,

and the teachers play around, with the future of a god forsaken nation
I know, don’t nobody wanna hear about that,
they rather I close a book and take it back to the trap
I know I’m playin with danger, got me feelin like baby Jesus in the manger
so I make bangers to get them devils up off me
kill em slow, mastered my craft this life fell like I done lived it before
so how i end up at the liquor store again
playin with temptation and it always win in the end
then i end up thinking about the women i players and shoulda did better
its a cold world when karma come around, now I’m mobbing the streets in this weather with a thin sweaterHow you feel about it/ how you feel about her
Gotta let her know 2xI promise I’m in tune, ya’ll the ones trippin
I drop jewel for the goons and the ones living
addicted to that silver spoon out there in the suburbs
where the grass is always green, not the lawn the herb
the ones who realize silence is consent
and honest bout the politics within
the land of the free been thuggin
how u think they at the top
and every pastor got himself a BenzWhere the passion where the struggle where yo story at
where to hustle where yo grind where yo money at?
did u pay dues or did ya let ya self get used for propaganda to guarantee u don’t lose
so many questions, not enough time to answer
is it really a choice tween broke and buying a phantom
not for the kids in the ghetto
down the street from the kids learning cello
wondering where what they eat tonight
too many syrup sandwiches ya’ll think and why they aint thinking right.