Wasteland
J-Izzy
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Drop the beat stop and freeze
Call this shit a robbery fake ass rappers think they really got a shot on me
Go ahead pick the locks I'll be waiting in my socks
One man army call me colonel when you hear the pop
Hey salute
Show the respect but I know it's due
Not call of duty I don't play no games
Cause mother fucker I got work to do
Gotta Pay these bills they don't pay themselves
Not living off no government help
So fuck you if you living well
On funds faired from somebody else
Yeah skip the tab waiters bad
Lifting tags Real g's go get a bag
We don't wanna fucking tag team with you at the local county zoo
Gotta mortgage to pay and the tax to feed you
Too the wasteland of getting by
Pay your taxes get high
Spread your wings head for the sky
Don't look down cause you can't mother fucking fly
Too the waste land of getting by
Where your dreams hang out to dry
Live it up cause you just might
Be the inspiration someone needs at the right time
Inspire admire call this shit a satire
More like a flat tire pass the pump
Shorty in the front seat called it first shotgun
Now I bet you think I'm out here rolling round with a gun
Ha well I guess I really am
But I went and bought it legal payed the tax to Uncle Sam
You can go and check my record even filled out all the form
Signed my name payed the man then I walked right out the door
Country album of the year right here
Dosi Dough rodeo somebody hold my fucking beer
8 second ride let me try
Then the bullshit for 9 then I walked off with a prize
Too the wasteland of getting by
Pay your taxes get high
Spread your wings head for the sky
Don't look down cause you can't mother fucking fly
Too the waste land of getting by
Where your dreams hang out to dry
Live it up cause you just might
Be the inspiration someone needs at the right time
American dreaming got me steaming
Like I'm working everyday and I barley break even
Fuck the bullshit agenda what's my dollar really paying for
Epstein jet flying politicians back and forth
Or we go and fund a war that we can't afford
But don't worry when we need money print some more
Send them anything they need missiles jets submarines
Then we'll pack up and leave like nothing even happened b
Meanwhile back in the states
We got people on the streets out here begging for a plate
You're telling me that 400 billion couldn't do nothing more
Then send a bunch of people going knocking on heavens door
Too the wasteland of getting by
Pay your taxes get high
Spread your wings head for the sky
Don't look down cause you can't mother fucking fly
Too the waste land of getting by
Where your dreams hang out to dry
Live it up cause you just might
Be the inspiration someone needs so I'll be mine