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exzac change & iyzlow matisse – beer money lyrics

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(intro)
itz jaaken:
-c’mon
-iyzlow, exzac change, i see you!

(verse 1)
itz jaaken:
ayo i feel like i’m k!llin’ myself to live, 9-5 got me down and out /
thinkin’ my life need a round-about /
might be down, that’s risky business if you ever try to drown him out /
you don’t know the name better sound it out /
all i ever wanted was a mic with the crowd around /
maybe load the whip with the cast and go town to town /
that’s not a question of if, its more a question of when /
i can say that i winned like spokane with the power out /
face got a sour mouth, really don’t know why /
i just need to get high, pull the powder out /
g’s take a strap, f-ck boys finna cower out /
crew stay heavy and we always take the loudest route /
mood stay ready hope ya bae know mouth to mouth /
cuz you may go down for counts /
top chiefer got the all-star reefer help me sneak on by while those distractions get clouded out /

(hook)
iyzlow matisse:
i won’t fade you gon’ hear from me /
ill dig deep, grit t–th ’til my feet and my gear muddy /
i’m tryna eat like i’m still hungry /
so i think back to the days when i was rappin’ for beer money / (like)

beer money or bust / (ayo that was the mentality)
beer money or bust / (at every show, yo thats the way it had to be)
beer money or bust / (i was just a young kid, tryna grab a piece)
beer money or bust / (and if i can’t have that, then let me have a drink)

(verse 2)
iyzlow matisse:
long ride, came a long way from those hard times /
guard up never break mine but they all try /
all eyes focused on the smart guy /
ironic how i split the game in two but still refuse to do it part-time /
i am who the bar dives for, mike in the flesh /
and if this is my life homie, who decides death /
thats a question without an answer so i guess /
that i’ll never let the reaper get within more than a step /
stay forgin’ the best team that you ever seen /
yo that’s bigfoots army stompin’ out the evergreens /
said i’m here because i want it all and everything between /
page one and when i’m done and the lights dim, scene /
don’t tell us not to eat all that, we don’t fast /
because i remember back when i’d rap for a pabst /
blue ribbon now i’m winnin’ knockout no decision /
headed straight for the finish through this beer goggle vision /
i’m gone, you could see my name written on the marquee /
ain’t sh-t changed, still fightin’ with the barkeep /
arguing about the amount of tickets for free drinks /
i get for lettin’ my soul bleed ink /
i must continue, from venue to dusty venue /
you don’t know the sh-t we been through /
so don’t pretend to /
cuz what you call a grind is small time /
and i got some other sh-t to attend to / (it’s low)

(hook)
iyzlow matisse:
i won’t fade you gon’ hear from me /
ill dig deep, grit t–th ’til my feet and my gear muddy /
i’m tryna eat like i’m still hungry /
so i think back to the days when i was rappin’ for beer money / (like)

beer money or bust / (ayo that was the mentality)
beer money or bust / (at every show, yo thats the way it had to be)
beer money or bust / (i was just a young kid, tryna grab a piece)
beer money or bust / (and if i can’t have that, then let me have a drink)

(verse 3)
exzac change:
time’s get tough, in this world that we livin’ in /
headphones blast, blunt p-ssed, weed kickin’ in /
life moves fast /
lost some good friends that i hope are doin’ good, but i ain’t trippin’ on the past /
hard work turn to beer money another night wasted with mozez in the bas-m-nt /
its 2am we still here blazin’ , that’s dedication /
success close i can taste it, got no patience /
f-ck ’em if they think your dream is unrealistic /
when we make it they can hate it from a distance /
middle fingers up, with the sun to my back /
stuff blunts with the buds in my backpack /
always on the move /
the four wheels keep me off the stoop /
i kick, push like lupe, to the stu’ with my group /
from the booth to the roof with my homies we some workaholics /
blunts get burned, and bottles get polished /
i’m a paper plane pilot, and never gon’ land /
the only thing i need in this equation is a plan /
this sh-t ain’t supposed to be simple /
i spit a few bars just to show my potential /
every line memorized tank on f /
good sativa in my system, expensive drink on my breath /
f-ck a hater i ain’t dealin’ with the stress /
i just need a little change i can figure out the rest / (that’s exzac)

(hook)
iyzlow matisse:
i won’t fade you gon’ hear from me /
ill dig deep, grit t–th ’til my feet and my gear muddy /
i’m tryna eat like i’m still hungry /
so i think back to the days when i was rappin’ for beer money / (like)

beer money or bust / (ayo that was the mentality)
beer money or bust / (at every show, yo thats the way it had to be)
beer money or bust / (i was just a young kid, tryna grab a piece)
beer money or bust / (and if i can’t have that, then let me have a drink)



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