reks - money on the ave lyrics
[reks]
n-gga, what you need to do is say f-ck them raps
see the money makin’ is on the ave
[chorus: reks]
the money makers’ on the ave, and they be gettin’ dough
while i was tryna rap, n-gga they was sellin’ blow
the fiends was on the ave, and they was needin’ c0ke
dollar dollar dollar bill, you know how the game go
growin’ up sellin’ crack was a yellow brick road
to the dollar dollar bills, dollar dollar bills
meet me on the ave, and we can get the dough
and we can get the dough, and we can get the cash, the cash, the cash
[verse 1: reks]
fantasizing on chart climbin’, i ignored the drug lords allure
adored colorful walls adorned with graffiti texts
on didge’s steps i d-mn near slept
fillin’ my notepad with future hits
hearin’ the city breathe a k!ller’s breath, i wept
smudgin’ up lines, my tears daily defying stress
’cause on them same steps for hours, with dealers
who quit school to pitch powder, get rich, respect, power
not in that order but surely somethin’ that’s similar
finish my algebra, kiss mum, pick my pen back up
get lost in thought like nasir past the margin
shook hands with too many ghosts now in the coffin
sad but how it be often, fiends starvin’
knew too many willin’ to feed ’em to h-ll’s demons
and they say that h-ll would all be a big dream and
f-ck them raps! wanna get this dough?
[chorus: reks]
the money makers’ on the ave, and they be gettin’ dough
while i was tryna rap, n-gga they was sellin’ blow
the fiends was on the ave, and they was needin’ c0ke
dollar dollar dollar bill, you know how the game go
growin’ up sellin’ crack was a yellow brick road
to the dollar dollar bills, dollar dollar bills
meet me on the ave, and we can get the dough
and we can get the dough, and we can get the cash, the cash, the cash
[verse 2: skyzoo]
it’s gettin’ that much clearer every day
they wantin’ what you hear but what you hearin’s never played
so you could get a chair, wait in there till it change
or you could hit the flair, hit the air and get your lane
young’n get your pay, kickin’ sixteens don’t do it
i mean it did but this seesaw music
is so yesterday, so sketched and traced
honestly, sh-t is borderline next to g-y
cause when the records stop sellin’ and the stores start closin’
and the landlord waitin’ in the corners wide open
huh, f-ck an option, it’s whoever is coppin’
tryna hold onto a dream but can’t lock it
you could play with the b-ss, f-ck around with the treble
or you could play with the b-ss and turn powder to pebble
front if you want, we all see the truth in the clouds
but what am i sayin? i’m standin in the booth right now, f-ck it
[chorus: reks]
the money makers’ on the ave, and they be gettin’ dough
while i was tryna rap, n-gga they was sellin’ blow
the fiends was on the ave, and they was needin’ c0ke
dollar dollar dollar bill, you know how the game go
growin’ up sellin’ crack was a yellow brick road
to the dollar dollar bills, dollar dollar bills
meet me on the ave, and we can get the dough
and we can get the dough, and we can get the cash, the cash, the cash
[verse 3: reks]
they used to tell me to chill
you ain’t gon’ pay bills tryin’ to be the next will
‘fresh prince’ smith, but if you stretch this
you’ll get a quicker meal than a record deal and still
keep your ties to the block, you ain’t signing to roc
diddy ain’t gon’ pop into your hood and change your life
make sh-t all good, like sh-t ain’t f-cked up
on our streets, so to eat we keep
them goods in the projects, it’s all economics
you disagree? god bless, wish you the best
but you from law-town m-ss, who gon’ listen to reks?
they ain’t searchin’ for american idols in black hoodies
and doo rags, it’s logic, you should be on the ave
cause we be getting dough so f-ck all of them raps
pick a piece of pavement near the curb and pitch crack
yep, it’s like that, real recognize real
for the dollar dollar bills
[chorus: reks]
the money makers’ on the ave, and they be gettin’ dough
while i was tryna rap, n-gga they was sellin’ blow
the fiends was on the ave, and they was needin’ c0ke
dollar dollar dollar bill, you know how the game go
growin’ up sellin’ crack was a yellow brick road
to the dollar dollar bills, dollar dollar bills
meet me on the ave, and we can get the dough
and we can get the dough, and we can get the cash, the cash, the cash
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