Lyrics Every Dollar Counts - Bryce Bowden

Boom, boom (Bryce Bowden)
Real shit man
Greatest ever

Look, young legend in the making, sit back and watch the Earth shake when I make this
Success is bittersweet like Edible Arrangements
You know we only smoke on good weed like Jamaicans
Imagine what me making off selling out these stages, occasionally it get dangerous
Money make us money makers go and slang shit
Buy, and trade, flip, but if you got real change you know that ain't shit
I been poor and I been rich before in different phases
Never forgetting faces and people in different places
You know I got us right?
I got us like I got rhymes that's outta' sight
Even down times I shine I got the brightest light
Tryna' find a vibe although I struggle from time to time
I guess that grind that I have inside is pretty hard to find

Every dollar counts you gotta' be about your profits
But it's hard when Uncle Sam's always on your pockets
I responded back, look home I ain't got it
(I ain't got it)
I need a second to breathe I feel like I'm drowning, I feel like I'm drowning
Every dollar counts you gotta' be about your profits
But it's hard when Uncle Sam's always on your pockets
I responded back, look home I ain't got it
(I ain't got it)
I need a second to breathe I feel like I'm drowning, I feel like I'm drowning

Look (Derrick Peoples)
Either I'm John Cena or these fuck niggas is blind
My time's ticking I need riches not nickels and dimes
2028 head of state Mays Gilliam mind
I'm the living proof that what you want you gone get if you grind
Niggas got too much dirt on they name to be mentioning mine
Had to tell my partners calm down cause they're itching to slide
I'd rather do for all before showing my cynical side
Nigga I'd rather have peace of mind then a bitch on the side
I've been the shit since my eyes opened you feel your demise creeping
I'm killing you guys, you niggas still in the blinds peeking
Plant a seed and watch it materialize
I see the fear in your eyes
Fuck your inferior mind
(Peoples)

Every dollar counts you gotta' be about your profits
But it's hard when Uncle Sam's always on your pockets
I responded back, look home I ain't got it
I need a second to breathe I feel like I'm drowning, I feel like I'm drowning
Every dollar counts you gotta' be about your profits
But it's hard when Uncle Sam's always on your pockets
I responded back, look home I ain't got it
I need a second to breathe I feel like I'm drowning, I feel like I'm drowning