Rent Due ft. Rigo Z. Lyrics

Debt collector wilding

We gone keep smiling

Let the bills pile up

You only live motherfucking once

Middle finger to the sky

I'd rather get high

Put my lows aside

Pour up and just motherfucking coast

Irresponsible should be my legal name

It's a shame

Stuck in my foolish ways

Life would be less of maze

But I keep on drifting

Lost my purpose what's the mission

Thought I would be head chef whipping

Feels like I'm up in soup kitchens

Begging God for another chance

Devil wants another dance

Tired of holding hands with both parties

I'm so sorry

So I lay my head down

Fill it up with clouds

And float

Back to the hustle, fuck this five to five

Struggle to get out the struggle

But we pushing like we selling P

Quarter till three

Bout to clock out

Spend my last quarters on a quarter

Quarter piece of the pie already spent

Let me vent, talk my shit

Then play victim while I repent

Lord knows I need a fucking cent

Need some sense

Nag champa, burning in the crib

Floors hot lava

Where I begin

Probably where I end

Full circle, tied loose ends

Who's him, the one that's coming up out the trash bin

Gon' cash in, Cause false hope is seeming like it's a bad trend

Don't fall in, the cycles vicious might not be no end

Naw, might not be no end

Never know how this shit go

Keep your head on a swivel

They gone play you like Nintendo

It's pretty simple, you got to pick up on signals

And if your antenna broken that shit is not coincidental