Текст песни Every Last Dollar - OnCue

(I'ma spending it all on me)

They all got dollar sings in their 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 the already know
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 I'm 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 a filthy rich
I'd spend it all on me, I'ma spend it all on me
If I had everything I ever wanted
I would 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, oh-oh
Every last dollar, yeah-eh
I'ma spend it all on me
I'ma spend it all on me
Every last dollar, oh-oh
Every last dollar, yeah-eh
I'ma spend it all on me
I'ma spend it all on me

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 it's 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 enough
Let me cool the off with bottle service and models jerking us all

Behind the curtain she twerkin', oh that booty so soft
Think again, if you say this shit don't come without a cost
I put a 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 of us
But I don't think you'd laugh if you saw the numbers they offer us
Champagne with sparkles
Tan bitches whey gawk at us, screaming please pardon us
But Cuey you so marvellous, won't you put your cook in us?

If I had all the money in the whole wide world
I wouldn't buy you shit, if I was a filthy rich
I'd spend it all on me, I'ma spend it all on me
If I had everything I ever wanted
I would 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, oh-oh
Every last dollar, yeah-eh
I'ma spend it all on me
I'ma spend it all on me
Every last dollar, oh-oh
Every last dollar, yeah-eh
I'ma spend it all on me
I'ma spend it all on me

Every last dollar, oh-oh
Every last dollar, yeah-eh
I'ma spend it all on me
I'ma spend it all on me
Every last dollar, oh-oh
Every last dollar, yeah-eh
I'ma spend it all on me
I'ma spend it all on me