Lyrics
40 O' roll down to the store now I feel at home
Sipping colt right there on the porch
Put me in my zone
Money blown I mean I'm broke
But I can't ever let them see
See I'm measured as a man by how much bread is next to me
No matter if I took it hope nobody looking
You look like a rookie
If the catcher catching me you know I'm about to book it
It's the life I live always dodge the pen
I mean that all depends if I get caught in the new Benz that I just bought
I pulled the key to C350 I run it right off the lot
But it gets hot from the trees I serve them right out my spot
I get props from the G's I'm bout to move up the rock
But hope my kids don't notice
When I'm locked away
It's gone be a while before they gone see poppas face
I told myself last time this the last time I incarcerate
I told my kids that daddy's really here to stay but
Ain't no scholarships I dropped out in the tenth ain't no colleges
But I ain't no waiter fool hustle till my plate is full
Hustle on my grown man couldn't do it in the grades in school
I been I been stuck to the bankroll
I been I been stuck to the bankroll
I been I been stuck to the bankroll
All my life I've been stuck to the bankroll
Shit is real don't know how we deal make me wanna kill
I got bills I got fucking kids that gone eat every meal
That's a fact I need a lotta stack
Where your poppa at copped the pack
Double time in fact fill the stockings back
Tryna fuck my pockets up I put the strap to starter cap
Sorry that sometimes I be acting crazy this is what it made me
Every time the police stop I'm thinking about my baby
And I've been thinking a lot lately
Wonder when I'm locked if it's ever gonna fix me
They just kick me seems like the whole system really set against me
I've been down I was really down nobody come and get me
I had I had to man up on my own you know that's how they raised me
No poppa wasn't there nah he ain't want his baby
I was 14 with that strap no ain't nobody save me
I was 14 with no guidance this is what it made me
Lock me away and throw away the key
Go ahead label me a felon they say freedom ain't for me
So my son will grow the same and have no man that he can see
Pray he pray he end up somewhere better off than me
Money on my mind money all the time
If its money on the line then it's one of y'all that's dying
Money on my mind money all the time
If it's money on the line then it's one of y'all that's dying
I been I been stuck to the bankroll
I been I been stuck to the bankroll
I been I been stuck to the bankroll
All my life I've been stuck to the bankroll
Writer(s): Joshua Edwards
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