Sencillo / Pista

Every Dollar

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Letras

You really think this shit gon' work?

You really think this music stuff gon' work?

You making all this noise up in the house all day, all night

Doing all this nonsense, posting on social media

What you- what you think you gon' do?

You need a job, nigga, a J-O-B

Go and get you one

Told 'em put the money in my hands

Working for the man, tryna get every dollar that I can

Mr. Reckless man got himself a couple jams

Now they know me in Japan, tryna figure out the plan

Nigga, this a word to Uncle Sam

Clutching every penny when you looking and they don't give a damn

Broken is the dream of a man

When you got a couple stacks

Now you tryna get your brothers outta jam

Ain't no fucking money in my hand

Niggas really shook 'cause a couple dollars finna get you blammed

I don't really, really understand why you coming to the land

Nigga, is you really moving like a fan?

Nigga, this a-

Oh shit, I forgot about the, um

Hey, can I run that one back?

Okay

Once upon a time, it was 2022

I had dropped out of school, tryna drive my mama coupe

My mental wasn't stable, don't you know this ain't a fable?

Tryna see the other side before it really was my time

I don't do no crimes, I don't really like to fight

I don't slip, I don't slide like a thief up in the night

I'm sharper than a knife, take a look up in my eye

If you really wanna see what I'm thinking in my mind

Peace and positive for the favors

God said love yourself and all your neighbors

We are all kin under the savior

Unless your skin is darker than the paper

Fight the feeling that you really harbor

Spread the love, tryna raise your karma

Look at me like I killed your father

Only if it's gonna get my coins up

Reap what you sow, now I'm carving up favors

You feeling the static 'cause I'm going major

A player who had to grow up and be patient

I'm gracious 'cause ain't no bullets in my helmet

They felt it, they said that the kid gon' be special

Backpedal, a dropout who lived in his bedroom

And ripping up schedules and feeling the pressure

The cousin of sleep is heavy on his mental

2023, Now it's little old me

And this girl wanting me to show her finer things

My pockets was light, but I'm glad to invite

Now it's been a few months and I don't hear a ring

Minimum wage was my paper, I'll pay the rent later

So mama, can I call you back?

The sun in my eyes, but my heart ain't intact

Life can get a little scary when things fade to black

Jealous little brother, my feelings in cover

I'm trailing your shadow and becoming sober

My family don't know me, so really it's tricky

You're stuck in a room and can't say much about me

2024 and I kicked my own door, I ain't tripping no more

It's time to figure out the future I'm picking

I made my decision, this time Imma see what Reckless really 'bout

Okay, you- you got a couple little followers now

You got a couple little people listening to your songs

You think you're really popping now

You ain't really popping 'cause you ain't making no damn money

Okay, we need money, M-O-N-E-Y

And you need a damn J-O-B

Come on, spell it out with me next time, aight?