Dollar Dollar, Fake Money Lyrics

Put it in your face motherfucker look like a disgrace

Every time I look you in your place you crying like a bitch

Why the fuck you talking shit why the fuck you even here

I'm just trying smoke this leaf with my bro but now you to fear

Is it not ok no it's not ok motherfucker you be looking gay

What the fuck is wrong with that brain

And you don't try to start me with all the fake up

And if it wasn't for me your dumbass be still wearing makeup

Dollar dollar the fake money in the fucking printer of the evil

End your mother fucking sister everyone be fighting

For this piece of paper and your sitting in your room

Tryna figure out how to get any of it mother fucker you are so broke

And you don't understand the way that life is a hope

And you just get pulled and tugged from side to side

And you don't know what the fuck is real suicide

Bitch got microscopic mind no line between what is mine

Now what is your between what is life what's afterlife

Give a fuck you know who is us how we do what we want to

While smoking bubbles how we smoking up

I don't care how you think i'm alone never sober

Don't need a fucken loan when I'm going nowhere no one fucking cares

Dollar dollar the fake money in the fucking printer of the evil

End your mother fucking sister everyone be fighting

For this piece of paper and your sitting in your room

Tryna figure out how to get any of it motherfucker you are so broke

Don't know where my soul wants to flow

I Do know it's fucken broken in pieces threw that shit

Than pick it up trying to shove it back in can't live it up

No regret so just do what you want don't go with the sin

But I do what I want now I can't give it up

Know my soul is dark i wanted was fucken love

So I followed my light from the deepest of my sorrows

Knowing tomorrow is going to be better so what

I Don't need to feel it anymore