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big k.r.i.t. – $30 lyrics

[intro]
so it don’t really matter how much money i do gain over life
it just if i owe my homies and my partners back in the day
i gotta give back man, believe that though
yeah, believe that there

[hook]
i bought a bag of hot fries, hotdog and a drink
i put the rest off in the tank
i owe you 30 dollars
i had to pay you that
what kind of friend would i be?
if i ain’t pay you back
i bought a 40 and a magazine
of all the cars,hoes, clothes
that i never seen
i owe you 30 dollars
i had to pay you that
what kind of friend would i be?
if i ain’t pay you back

[verse 1]
multi sweats with the multi tee
before i had the multi clothes you could multi me
multi million dolllar dreams rolled in dirt
colt 45 still reserved, irk and jerk
cop a fifth for the 599
little caesers hot and ready
that’s gon’ hold us down
i had a scheme to get rich
and imma show you how
i can’t pay no bills
i know sh-t is real
but thank you for the couch
and that chick that came through
i thought i loved her
i’m glad you saw my checks
and shot a young player rubbers
winter time cold bought a young player covers
eviction notice on the door
i’m sorry for the trouble
i ain’t have no job
but the beats was a thing to our soul
and that b-ss filled the sp-ce
when the heater was broke
and all those hamburger helper meals
that sat on the stove
almost made a n-gga sick cause the mixture was old
its funny how that funny style sh-t never changes
humbling, n-ggas ain’t come up how we came up
so now the steak medium plus
medium well, way too tough
worst cut, it ain’t medium much
plate 4 hundred degrees, hot boy to the touch
sweet potato c-sserole, n-gga, f-ck with the crust
imma shoot the shot if need be, i live for the clutch
stopped sipping drank, it had us on lean like a crutch
nowadays it’s a stand up game
no sitting room in my vault, i got stand up change
wine tasting and a billion talk
and stocks in the villa route
the only time i tell a chick to taste it and spit it out
long way from the boxes of wine
roasting louis 13 under candle for shine
copping sh-t they’ll never stock
shoes they’ll never drop
my music got way too much bounce
it’ll never flop
they some lames in a bubble
they’ll never pop
puppets on a string
shuck and jive call them fraggle rocks
but we cut from a different cloth
safari, my n-gga that’s a different cost
see the smoke, garlic, aeoli, that’s a different sauce
invisible set with the grill, that’s a different floss
making toast for the blessings, i’m a different boss
losing friends over bread, that’s a different loss
so just in case i never told you before
let me pay back what i owe
so just in case i never told you before
let me pay back what i owe

[hook]

- big k r i t lyrics

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