Canei Finch - 2 Cents lyrics

[Verse 1: Sam.STS] Yeah, you got a price on my head A roll the dice and you're dead And I see it right through your eyes It didn't have to be said And I'm far from conceded Thank God I'm still breathing, exceeded the grieving No time for the briefing Heart still beating Too much to discuss A lot to adjust Nightmares of lust It's not that I don't trust I gotta leave 'fore I combust Just a pen and pad in my hand I've been saddened by man Seems no matter the plan I'm the last in my land, just as average as Joe or Dan Sam and S-a-m-a-d R-e-p reality R-I-P to all that pa**ed P-a-c and B-i-g Just a Midwest kid, you guessed it Won't see me up on the guest list I can attest it I stand where the best sit, you can't put me down Head below water but I'll never drown And I've found, I'm in my zone Above the clouds, sit at home take in the sounds Used to hate, but listen now You're the victim, tell me how? Yeah, I feel like a phoenix I don't care if you believe it Pay attention to my thesis I don't have a single weakness Stay independent like Chance And I've been defendin' my stance The future of my life, right now, is in Gods hands K. Lamar, J. Cole, and Nasir Add 'em all together and look what we got here One thing 'fore I go, the "Buck Stops Here" Yeah I'm on another level, but no I'm not top tier [Hook: Sam.STS] Don't know what you have 'till you loose it Only wear it out if the shoe fits Doesn't make sense 'till the truth hits Here's my 2 cents, go and use it Don't know what you have 'till you loose it Only wear it out if the shoe fits Doesn't make sense 'till the truth hits Here's my 2 cents, go and use it [Verse 2: Samad Savage] I'm sick of eating these rappers, I need me a different snack They told me to make a living, you gotta go move these packs I'm starting to think it's true, cause my momma been on my back She asking her boy for rent, and I just wanna give her racks But I got a minimum wage job, I could never make my money stack God there's gotta be a better way, don't wanna resort to moving crack Becoming everything I hate, after that no turning back But I need this money, cause sh** ain't funny when you see your bank just overdraft f**, I'm clumsy How could I expect my bank to have a decent balance? It seems like nobody gives a f** about my recent talent What if I told you that money was the reason I dropped out of college? Plus this rap game is something I feel like I can salvage T he only time Savage takes L's is if it's a L from salvage Don't wanna rob people or be a hypocrite for tryna stop the violence But it can get a little bit violent every time I k** the beat when I'm on it It's like I keep the "strap" on, my homie lets be honest My words are bullets, my magazines are these booklets I dig through all of the bullsh**, I found the crown and I took it I walk through gated communities, Arizona'd and hooded I fear nothing but God, and every cop that's crooked So pay attention, are you lookin'? At the history, that makes us victims to be Cause we don't know anything, sh**, we don't know our own enemy The government never really been a friend to me, but that's just what they pretend to be Cause they don't ever give a f** about your family, and put chemicals in the food you eat Lord, same thing for this industry, they don't care if you got any food to eat They don't care if you out there in the street, in fact, that's good publicity But when it gets to me, sh**s gotta change And no, I am not insane, but what if I told you media f**s up everything inside your brain I'm not playin' and it's not a game, information I cannot contain We shouldn't give a f** about the fame, cause we got a whole lot more to gain And I've got a whole lot more to say, in fact this is my chance to say it So everybody share this sh** right now before I get a**asina- [Hook: Sam.STS] Don't know what you have 'till you loose it Only wear it out if the shoe fits Doesn't make sense 'till the truth hits Here's my 2 cents, go and use it Don't know what you have 'till you loose it Only wear it out if the shoe fits Doesn't make sense 'till the truth hits Here's my 2 cents, go and use it Don't know what you have 'till you loose it Only wear it out if the shoe fits Doesn't make sense 'till the truth hits Here's my 2 cents, go and use it Don't know what you have 'till you loose it Only wear it out if the shoe fits Doesn't make sense 'till the truth hits Here's my 2 cents, go and use it Don't know what you have 'till you loose it Only wear it out if the shoe fits Doesn't make sense 'till the truth hits Here's my 2 cents, go and use it