Last Dime Lyrics

I was down to my last dime

I felt like robbing my own nigga

Dice game money on da ground

I picked it up

And ran off wit it

Dem old heads

Ain't neva chase me

They just said

That they gone kill me

And da same one

Made that statement

Really mad cus I'm fuckin his sister

Lil nigga big pistol like a missile

Lord don't make me

Pull da trigger

Cuz I'll kill dis lil nigga

Gone have to forgive me

For how I'm living!

I'm use to being da villain

But really I ain't a bad guy

Just need my piece of da pie

And bae got da shake wit da fries

Paid dues to da mobb

Organized crime

Got da same firearms as Sudam

And I'm rich homie Quan

But dis shit don't mean none

If a nigga can't see his son

Conspiracy charge made bond

25 racks like, huh

Don't wanna be a playa like Pun

Bag ah za za in da trunk

I done made it out the mud

But I still hang in da slums

Love guitars but we play wit drums

Trapped saved up a lump sum

Had to buy back da block

Now we get dat passive income

I was down to my last my dime

Luckily da plug hit my line

Cus sum shit ran through my mind

Might hit a lick

One more time

Did a verse

Told him pay me two zips

I know I'ma make it flip

Had lil shawty drop me off

In da trench

Hopped right back on my shit

I was down to my last penny

Told myself young nigga

Go and get it

Had a vision

Seen my team winning

Everybody gotta play they position

Gotta keep yo circle small

Gotta cut some niggas off

How you really know

Wen you a boss

Wen you make your lil nigga bosses

I was down to my last dime

I felt like robbing my own nigga

Dice game money on da ground

I picked it up

And ran off wit it

Dem old heads

Ain't neva chase me

They just said

That they gone kill me

And da same one

Made that statement

Really mad cus I fucked his sister