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** 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 ba** filled the space When the heater was broke And all those hamburger helper meals That sat on the stove Almost made a n***a sick cause the mixture was old Its funny how that funny style sh** never changes Humbling, n***as 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 ca**erole, n***a, f** 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** 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***a 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]