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Minimum Wage
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Huh
You don't know how it feels locked in a cage
Run out of numbers to dial
Im from the dirt like derived
Press
Yeah
Whoa
Money well spent
Uh, I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine everyday
Taking them chances, and dodging the case
Im trynna stack it, and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
Unless its back of the Bach and I'm having my way
I cant go back to the back to the back
To the back to the back to no minimum wage
I come from dodging the pot hole
Throw two pounds in the air like he Ralo
Can't make 'em pull up and out me
So I keep it on me like Narcos
I can't be dealing with bitches that keep getting jealous
Complaining bout my side hoe
Im dripping in casa the blanco
Pull up to the club in a Tahoe
You don't know how it feel to be locked in the cage and
Run out of numbers to dial
Rolex baguettes the dial
He lost his life he went viral
See i'ma just lead never follow
He snake my gun then we fall out
I hit the beat pour my heart out
I can't go back to the bottom
I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine everyday
Taking them chances, and dodging the case
Im trynna stack it, and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
Unless its back of the Bach and I'm having my way
I cant go back to the back to the back to
The back to the back to no minimum wage
Im from the place where they shoot like Zimmerman
You catch a body it make you a bigger man
He pop a pill, now the pill start kicking in
He start spinning shit just like a ceiling fan
I got like two or three guns in my crib
You better think twice tryna run up in my home
Fucking with me better get you a Bible
Im tryna ball just like the finals
Im getting money, I'm putting it up
And ion need love I stop giving a fuck
Im in the trap thirty days in a month
I talk to my junkie he cracking me up
She all on Google she looking me up
They remember my face when they look at me once
They keep claiming shit they never done
But they not the problem I figured its us
I can't go back to no minimum wage
I rather hustle for mine everyday
Taking them chances, and dodging the case
Im trynna stack it, and stuff up the safe
I can't go back to the back of the back
Unless its back of the Bach and I'm having my way
I cant go back to the back to the back to
The back to the back to no minimum wage