Letras
In the slab
And it's 5 percent tinted
State 2 state
Ridin' on low pro's
Need a bigger percentage
Never no limit
Anything under the sun
I'ma get it
Then give to the children
Double don't spend it
Anything short of a hundred 'K'
I'ma act like its rented
Wake up and take care of business
Just when I thought I was out
10 figures pull me back in it
No trophy no finish
I'm dealing with pain
This my penance
And only by death
Am I quitting
I rather go pay an accountant
Than pay the amount
From mistakes
Of my future decisions
I split up the difference
On one accord with the digits
Is how we increase how we living
Hard to ignore the unknown
In the moment the stress
Of the struggle
Seems so never ending
I need from floor to the ceiling
Drapes in velour the rose suede
Make her change how she feeling
In the slab
And it's 5 percent tinted
State 2 state
Ridin' on low pro's
Need a bigger percentage
Never no limit
Anything under the sun
I'ma get it
Then give to the children
Double don't spend it
Anything short of a hundred 'K'
I'ma act like its rented