For The Guala ft. Fuse Lyrics

Tell me, what's the worst you think you'd do...for a dollar?

Just to prove to mom and dad that you a rapper, not a scholar

Is you cool with livin' with a heavy chain around yo' collar?

For the guala, would you let the devil holla?

One more time

Tell me, what's the worst you think you'd do...for a dollar?

Just to prove to mom and dad that you a rapper, not a scholar

Is you cool with livin' with a heavy chain around yo' collar?

For the guala, would you let the devil holla?

Good evenin'...I'm here to make a proposition

Forty acres and a mule in exchange for your compositions

The easiest way for me to explain to you my position

Every cake you bake, I'm takin' my commission

I'll help you sell a stadium tour, we gone fill 'em up to the rafters

But just know that you'll never own your masters

I'll help you win a Grammy, an Emmy, maybe some BAFTAs

I'll even have you sittin' with Drizzy, watchin' the raptors

But only after you gimme my five records

Maybe then you'll have enough to go and buy a Lexus

...for yo' pops, I know yo' momma been wantin' a necklace

Go get a watch for your brother cause jealousy's infectious

Go live as reckless as you can so you can better comprehend

The sheer weight of your decision to put paper to the pen

If you don't pay me my advance that I gave you then you'll be canned

And I'll make it so you never touch another mic' again

Understand? (O-o-o-o-o-okay now!)

Tell me, what's the worst you think you'd do...for a dollar?

Just to prove to mom and dad that you a rapper, not a scholar

Is you cool with livin' with a heavy chain around yo' collar?

For the guala, would you let the devil holla?

One more time

Tell me, what's the worst you think you'd do...for a dollar?

Just to prove to mom and dad that you a rapper, not a scholar

Is you cool with livin' with a heavy chain around yo' collar?

For the guala, would you let the devil holla?

Haaa...fuck!

How much a dollar really cost? (Fuck!)

The question is existential, terrorisin'/terror rise in my thoughts (fuck!)

Pterodac' in my wallet screamin' fly with no wings involved (fuck!)

Tearin' back with my whylers/weillers

Have us bark with the biggest dawgs/dogs (hoo!)

Wa-Wa-Watchin' my figures fall inadvert to my niggas crawl

And I can't hack with it (could never...bee-mee!)

If all it take is dance with the devil? I'm Michael Jack with it (hee-hee!)

If I ssslip and sssign my sssoul to that ssserpent, I can't come back with it (sss)

But fuck it, safe ain't safe - I want some gold in it! (with no code in it!)

My perspective - I been puttin' spirit in every record

So I guess if I check it I already been sellin' soul with it?

Let's roll with it!

Mmmm, I need stadiums tours and rafters (ooo)

Palladium caught me slackin' (ooo)

Some Maybelline on my mansion (ooo)

Would more than make-up my Masters (you can have 'em!)

The fame won't leave me alone

But the plane gon' leave me in Rome? (I promise)

The Grammies comin' in 10s? How you say, "Bohemian Grove"? (Hahaha, you got it!)

Man, it's way too many kids I'm tryna lead to annointment

(So what I want, brains or brains? Cents or sense? Change or change?)

Plus you know what they say my nigga, if you can't beat 'em then...(hahahahahaaa)

Tell me, what's the worst you think you'd do...for a dollar?

Just to prove to mom and dad that you a rapper, not a scholar

Is you cool with livin' with a heavy chain around yo' collar?

For the guala, would you let the devil holla?

One more time

Tell me, what's the worst you think you'd do

...For a dollar? (I said I'm sorry momma)

Just to prove to mom and dad that you a rapper

Not a scholar (I never meant to hurt you)

Is you cool with livin' with a heavy chain around yo' collar? (I never meant to make you cry)

For the guala, would you let the devil holla?

(But it ain't my fault, the devil made me do it! The devil made do it!)

Hahahahahaaa

The devil made me do it! The devil made do it! (Hahahahahaaa)