Zane Smith - Black Dollars (Where the cash At) lyrics

[Verse 1] Would you steal? Would you k**? For a hunnid dollar bill? Just be honest keep it real I know just how you feel, pay the bill, eat a meal Living like a rat running circles in a wheel That's the way it feel (hah) That's the ways it is (hah) How you wanna live? How much money is really enough money? I'm broke as Hell too so you can't take from me Man I need it all, twenties, fifties, and them hunnids All that money Hey [Hook] (3x) Where the cash at? Gimme that money Add it up fast Twenties, fifties, and them hunnids Add it up fast twenties, fifties, and them hunnids (3x) [Verse 2] Momma said don't steal , God said don't k** Tryna do a couple years, Imma tell you how it is Do you wanna survive? Or do you wanna live? You can't take from me and mine b**h I work nine-to-five Tryna make that profit, empty wallet Don't be digging in my pockets Man I need a raise If you ain't the boss, you ain't getting paid Working like a slave eight hours a day Every payday Zane Smith gone be saying Hey, Hey [Hook] (3x) Where the cash at? Gimme that money Add it up fast Twenties, fifties, and them hunnids [Verse 3] Kick it in the burbs, still living with my folks Somewhere between Good Times, Different Strokes We ain't rich, we ain't broke It's a shame, couple dollars to my name Like twenty and some change Need some change, want a Range Couple chains, Blang blang, panky rangs I'd admit, I want a couple nice things There's gotta be more that this life brings Adding value to material things Washington, Tubman twenties, and Benjis all the same Play a game, here's a lighter watch it burn Hard to earn, Better learn That it's plenty ways to get it But you gotta work hard for them digits This sh** only matters cause I'm living (preach) What would you do with a couple black dollars? Clean or dirty, money can't solve all my problems - Zane Smith [Hook] (3x) Where the cash at? Gimme that money Add it up fast Twenties, fifties, and them hunnids Where that cash (7x) Gimme that!